NY RAP

(by the way, I detest rap)

I am a mild mannered man from the mountains
My blood is not boiling
My soul is not sizzling
My mind is at ease

I am not a crass Caananite
Not even cunning
Not even close
Even though I tried

I am one of those jovial Jews
A rounding rabbi wannabe
A religious nut
So claim my friends

I used to be a Socialist,
Then became a Hellenist
(of Peripatetic inclination)
Thoroughly a Pragmatist
In politics and epistemology
A believer in the use of ontology
A Zionist in exile
Of late, a Premodern Maimonidean Rationalist
Who knows what the cat will bring home next?

I am an occasional left- leg-limping Latino
Without much "sabor"
Though vocationally sabroso
A lover of mountains,
Bogotano to the core

Alas! It must be said,
All things considered,
I don't make much of a rapper
Even less of a poet...

Yet I may do it again.