I think we all pretty much know the Statue of Liberty's inscription. It's the poem by Emma Lazarus. It reads:
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me.
I lift my lamp beside the golden door."
If you add, "bad hair", then everyone could be found at the DMV today.
It's 3 hours of my life I'll never get back.