But when you are twenty-five, you should be old enough to know.
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May the new month dawn
this was a big night for the Yidden,
And what about the test of rich and poor?
Next time something goes wrong
the Poet-hater rules the show
You can’t leave now!
I was, after all, on the way to work
You think she is boring
“why don’t you consider vaccinating so that you can see your kid today?”
Let him dance for us!
“So what if they brainwash me?
“You should pay more attention to who you’re with. This is the Middle East.”
For the end of Elul
Has pounced upon us
Why couldn’t they be named Richard?
“Wait, Sender, don’t touch!”
I’d turn my back gladly on exile,
It’s all I need to make the poem real.
The soul inside me is the last foreign language I am learning.