L’chai-im!
A quip that kept my Jewish friend
From bailing out on life
As child amidst a Gentile crowd,
Gave peace instead of strife:“Roses are red-ish
Violets are blue-ish
If it wasn't for Jesus
We'd all be Jewish”Reverse for me, though also one
Whose culture did not fit;
As Creenglishman here in the north
I tweaked her verse a bit:“Roses are redder
Violets are bluer
If it wasn't for Jesus
I'd be in the sewer.”For every Shabbat supper time
Before we sit to eat,
We bless the children, wish Godspeed,
And Shabbat rest we greet.Then at the end of Shabbat time
We light the twisted torch;
Say thanks for light, and righteousness,
For rest, and Jews’ “report”.For on behalf of all mankind
They jotted down some notes;
Then Jesus’ guys brought them to us,
Put leaven in our loaf.For it's my culture, “Echo Land”,
Between two greater clans;
Life only works for me I found
With “Creenglish” in my plans.So salt, and light, and leaven are
For me God's gift of life –
“L’chai-im!” To “Jews of many stripes!”
And “Judaism lite!”navigation