Passover Poem

It was the night of Pesach
And all through the house
You couldn't find bread
In anyone's mouth
The table was set with karpas and fish
And maror and wine
And potato knish
With Daddy and Mommy
And poor Uncle Lou
Grandma and Grandpa
And Sammy and Sue
A place was set where nobody sat
For Elijah the Prophet and a cup that was fat
With wine and cheer
For all that came by
To see our set table
And thank G-d with a sigh
How lucky we were to be all at home
And none of us should feel ever left all alone

First we made kiddush
Then the washing of hands
Karpas is next
Passed 'round the table to Sam
Dividing the matzoh and telling the tale
Of the Jews leaving Egypt for Israel
We passed the maror
And ate our fish
And hid the matzoh away with a dish
And Grandpa stood up and said with a tear
"We should all be together for Pesach next year!"
Have a wonderful Pesach
With joy in your home
And from me to you
I will say a SHALOM!

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from the April 2009 Passover Edition of the Jewish Magazine

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