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Sonnet #2
Deposited into the melting pot
In New York's harbor he saw the statue
Exiled from his country, that was his lot
The symbol of freedom was his first view
As a mechanic he drew plans by hand
A gifted engineer and creator
Becoming one of the best in the land
Improving Liberty's elevator
With a strong work ethic he raised me well
I owe him a big debt of gratitude
It warms my heart that I have this to tell
The payment of this debt goes to my brood
His diligence was always a strong trait
A brave and worthy man to emulate