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The Last Night of Hannakah
It was the last night of Hannakah and all through the house everyone was yitty even the mouse
The Minorah was lit in the window with care in hopes that young Christians wouldn't come there
Papa with his yammikah and mama with her meditation all sat down and prayed we weren't in Concentration
Who should we see appear at our door but our nice Rabbi who says,"bashor bashor!"
Now papa now mama the Rabbi said don't you dread your yammikah will be finished before bed
The Rabbi runs out the door with yammikah in hand and yells this is the best i can do without being PsyconixBand
