O how I fear for you, my star-struck child:
That vacant, Aryan, Barbie doll look
Is tempting with nothing your strained Jewish soul.
Jerusalem
14 December 1994
O how I fear for you, my star-struck child:
That vacant, Aryan, Barbie doll look
Is tempting with nothing your strained Jewish soul.
Jerusalem
14 December 1994
How ironic and poetically just That the blatant ethnic-cleansing And
Could anything ever persuade The fatalistic fundamentalists, Who literalize and