Squanto, The Indian Oppurtunist

Oh you English...I'm here...here to make money and supply my secret families with food and money,
But yes let me tell you a secret...fish to the mound per acre of corn...keeps the fertilizer and disease away,
But you other Indians...dont come near...don't dare dig up the fish for consumption less you disease yourself,
I'm not opportunist I swear...just a fellow Indian trying to help out my fellow friends.

Wait...I have money flowing from my pockets...I don't dare do such a thing...it is against the laws of my people,
Oh fellow Indian...I didn't really live in European countries...I am from here...Iroquois....Cherokee...I am I promise,
You Englishman...i am you as well...don't listen to those Indians...I am from your nation...maybe France but mostly English,
The hammer will be thrown down unless you listen to me...do these fish Englishman and the Indians won't attack and thanksgiving will occur.

Hey Indian...let me tell you a secret...I'm really part of you...maybe a great great grandson of Columbus's first slave,
I think I am...wait wait you English I know your language don't I...so I'm English right...I have the money,
You need to build a whole section of the village...I can help with that...but I must of course incur interest,
Oh Indian...listen to the English and don't raid their fields...don't you see their getting greater...its the only way.

Wait maybe there is a better way...if only I could build your villages as well Mr. Indian...but be peaceful and listen,
Oh the profits...English and Indian profits...day in and day out...the pounds are rolling in like mounds of peyote,
I am starting to realize just how the richest of the rich feel...but what do I do with all this money,
Wait here come the guards...wait Englishman what did I do...no I dint help the enemy...who...against the church...which one of your churches...wait.