L'chaim! I am in love with rhymin If I knew only folk like me, it'd be *snocch-wheeew* I wanna talk to you not just a New Yok Jew If you stay isolated, you won't get the right advice to make it Melting Pot is fondue Kosher? No sir I'll eat meat with dairy like I eat up this beat I wrote this rhyme on a library receipt With dollars and sense, tolerance and all our friends hollerin "Aaw Yeah!" "Delicious! I want seconds!" Pa** a heaping hot helping of arrogance-deflating Great American Melting Pot is missing a secret ingredient We eliminated a flavor to keep it expedient Estimates approximate 60 million Megaloss Decacost repeating it Social studies was written by club members who went postal on their buddies Money without knowledge is the worst Muddy earth must be shared with those who were there first Prayer works-- One of religion's rare perks Ya scared jerks! Re:LIDGEON faces Basic questions Of life and d**h That siphons breath Who am I? Who will dry my tear? What happens when I die? Why'm I here? (In my case, to rhyme, my dear) Is time a line or sphere? How survive a winter? And keep alive our kinder? Customs supply a center but can get trapped and strange We, like LIDGEON must act our age, adapt to change Doctor can hurt the patient Gotcha open like to interpretation of meanin Tension exists within religions an tween'em With teendom hope springs anew, they thinks it's true Hijinx ensue, clink, this drink's to you PEACE. Got things to do