For what I muse

And what I write

May only work

For Purim night

 

And all the silly things

I say

May just make sense

For Purim day

 

Perhaps please hold it

For the seudah

Where there are drinks

And lots of foodah

(Okay my rhyme

Is kind of crudah

It’s good you’re in

A better mooda

How do ya, do ya

Like Reb Shmuel Kunda)

 

So read a line

And take a drink

But most of all

Prepare to think

 

About the depth

Not of my word

But rather ‘bout

A world absurd

 

Where topsy-turvy

Sure does reign

Distinguished men

They act insane

The poor are fine

The rich complain

 

A world of Haman

If you see

That “Kol zeh aino

Shoveh lee”

 

There could be war

Nuclear fate

Perhaps a terror

Next-door state

 

Makes no difference

Can’t you see

“Kol zeh aino

Shoveh lee”

 

As long as Yankel

Sits and learns

They really have

Not one concern!

 

Just shlep him out

To the army

Yes, “Kol zeh aino

Shoveh lee”

 

A world where

Underdogs

Shall rise

The world cannot

Believe their eyes

Lo and behold

To their surprise

 

Hashem does magic

For each dor

My friend, we’ve been here

Times before

 

They try to stop us

Every tie-em!

But instead

We drink lechayim!

 

(Insert drink here!)

 

Paroh forced

Our slavery

Ended sinking

In the sea!

 

Down he went

In Yam Suf’s mayim

Everyone

Let’s drink lechayim!

 

(Insert drink here!)

 

Nevuchadnetzar

Burned us down

Indeed the golus

Is around

 

But we are still

Around today!

Lechayim!

Where’s the cabernet?

 

(Insert drink here!)

 

Chmielnicki thought he’d win

He said, “The Jews!

We’ll do them in!”

Like Haman

He could not fargin!

But we’re still here

To their chagrin!

Lechayim! Try some

Rose de Vin!

 

(Insert drink here!)

 

Yes! Hitler, that

Yemach shemo

Said to Haman

“You, I’ll show!”

Indeed, he took

So many souls

But he would never

Reach his goals

 

Netzach Yisroel

Lo yeshaker

They are gone

Yet we are here

(Once again

Insert drink here!)

 

Oh yes, my friends

I do not finish

Pain I mean not

To diminish

 

But it is Purim

Focus high!

And up toward Heaven

Turn your eye!

 

And just say, “Thank you”

Don’t ask, “Why?”

Another drink

Will you supply?

 

(Insert drink here!)

 

And sing!

And dance!

And fill with bliss!

Remembering at least just this

 

No matter what

They want to do!

There’s a Purim

For the Jew!

 

Hashem will always

Get us through

With messengers

For me and you

 

Like Boruch Haman!

Whoops! The Jew!

Mordechai?

Forgot who’s who!

 

Boruch Bashevkin?

Mordechai?

I cannot rhyme

I don’t know the reason for it

 

(Was that supposed to be?

I don’t know why!)

 

It can’t be drink

Why I can’t think

I’m not sure if I had any

They say I’ve had

A few too many!

 

So I guess

I’ll quit

While I’m ahead

Ah Freilichin Purim!

Off to bed!