Saturday, December 10, 2005


I know it is a couple of weeks before Hanukkah, but after reading this I just couldn't resist posting this on the blog during this festive holiday season for both Jews and Christians.

'Twas the night before Hanukkah
and all over the place
There was noise, there was kvetching
Such ah disgrace!

The Kinderlakh, sleeping,
uneasily felt
The chocolate rush
from the Hanukkah gelt

And me in the easyboy,
so stuffed with latkes,
I stretched the elastic
which held up my gatkes.

He had a white beardand payyes to boot,And to keep out the cold,he had such a nice suit!A second from Peerless,I could tell at a glance,But the cut was okay,and so were the pants.He was triple XL,a real groisser goof,So I yelled out,"Meshuggener! Get off from mein roof!"He jumped down and saidas he shook hands with me,"Max Klaus is the name.You have maybe some tea?"So I gave him a gleisel,while he shook his white mop,Mutt'ring, "Always the same thing,They're dreying my kopp!"From Vancouver to Glacier Bay,Outremont to Reginek,Every shmo in the worldhakks meir a cheinik!They're screaming for presents,and hallah with schmaltz,And from Brooklyn alone,the back pain, gevaltz!"So we sat and yentehed,and we spun the old dreydels,(He took all of my money,and one of my knaidels)He said, "Business is not bad,a living I make,But I'm getting too oldfor this Hanukkah fake;And the cell phones, you seehow my pacemaker dings?For two cents I'd quit,and move to Palm Springs?"And he gave a geshreias he fled mit a lakht,"Gut Yontiff to All,Vey iz Mir, Such a Nakht!"A fat alte kakker
was making a kvitsch.

I jumped up real quick
and I ran to the door,
Was it a bandeet,
or only a schnorrer?

He wasn't alone;
he had eight ferdelakh,
And called them by name
as he gave a gebrakh:

"On Moishe, on Yankel, on Itzik, on Sam,
On Mendel, on Shmendrik, on Feivush, on Ham;
My kidneys are kvelling;
do you give a damn?"

He had a white beard
and payyes to boot,
And to keep out the cold,
he had such a nice suit!

A second from Peerless,
I could tell at a glance,
But the cut was okay,
and so were the pants.

He was triple XL,
a real groisser goof,
So I yelled out,
"Meshuggener! Get off from mein roof!"

He jumped down and said
as he shook hands with me,
"Max Klaus is the name.
You have maybe some tea?"

So I gave him a gleisel,
while he shook his white mop,
Mutt'ring, "Always the same thing,
They're dreying my kopp!"

From Vancouver to Glacier Bay,
Outremont to Reginek,
Every shmo in the world
hakks meir a cheinik!

They're screaming for presents,
and hallah with schmaltz,
And from Brooklyn alone,
the back pain, gevaltz!"

So we sat and yentehed,
and we spun the old dreydels,
(He took all of my money,
and one of my knaidels)

He said, "Business is not bad,
a living I make,
But I'm getting too old
for this Hanukkah fake;

And the cell phones, you see
how my pacemaker dings?
For two cents I'd quit,
and move to Palm Springs?"

And he gave a geshrei
as he fled mit a lakht,
"Gut Yontiff to All,
Vey iz Mir, Such a Nakht!"

Happy Hanukkah & Merry Christmas

The Rogue Jew

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