Vengeance is not Jewish

Vengeance is a love poem
Penned in crapulous cursive,
It's a poem hungry for contentment
And a pact made from lamentation

Penned in crapulous cursive,
The note proclaims that to be vengeful is not to be Jewish;
And a pact made from lamentation
He plants a kiss on my skin, moss sprouts up from the spot

The note proclaims that to be vengeful is not to be Jewish;
You and I are beyond religion, but not this,
He plants a kiss on my skin, moss sprouts up from the spot
He calls me bird, waits for the dimes of mirth from my amorous subjectification,

You and I are beyond religion, but not this,
Your religion begot my religion,
He calls me bird, waits for the dimes of mirth from my amorous subjectification,
Waiting for the pounding of time to sour our resolve

Your religion begot my religion,
It's a poem hungry for contentment
Waiting for the pounding of time to sour our resolve
Vengeance is a love poem.