8 Days of Pesach

It was 8 days of pesach
And all thru the heights
No one was stirring
Not even the mice.

Everyone went home
to families to celebrate
And matzah they ate and they ate and they ate
Not just for one day
But a total of eight.

8 whole days
with my family?! (a)
Omg!
Are you kidding me?!

What will I do?
How will I survive?
I can't wait for the next
Normal shabbat at Mount Sinai to arrive

So they all flocked back
To washington heights
Where the corn is as high
As an elephant's eye (b)
Umm....

Guess what guess what
The first shabbat back
Is shabbat mevarchim
How about that?

"Kiddush! Kiddush!"
The whole shul will cheer
But there can't be any food
Neither there nor here

We need money to buy food
So donate please
B/c you know food doesn't
Just grow on trees.
No wait.....

If you want hot kiddush this coming shabbat,
Please donate the funds
So there can be hot food
For everyone.

Thank you so much
For this poem you endured (c)
And for donating the money
From our stomach to yours :)

(a) This is not a reflection on my personal family. I love my family. It's just a joke
(b) Oklahoma! by Rodgers and Hammerstein
(c) If you hated this poem, I don't really care. I'll love you anyways, here or there. If you want off this list, let me know right away. I will take you off immediately today. I'm really sorry about bothering you. No hard feelings. No boo-hoo.
(d) Sorry no song this time. Stay tuned next month...