By Union Square A Fellow Says

By Union Square A Fellow Says

By Union Square a fellow says

That he’s a Jew but I can see

He’s clearly not so that I guess

This fellow's got it in for me.

He’s not the first of them to come

With his insistence we are not

Where it is we know we are from

Who’d disenfranchise our lot.

I’ve looked this other in the eye

By knowing he is nothing but

A question-monger who’d reply,

So all I ask the fellow’s—What

Do you want to be a Jew for?—

And seeing that he cannot say,

Why should I argue anymore?—

I turn my back and walk away.