Thursday, April 17, 2008

Bedikat Chametz meets Lewis Carroll


Chametz Hockey
(from Through the Egypt-Land and What the Jews Baked There)

'Twas brillig, and the yeasty loaves
Did higher and higher make their way:
All risen were the cookie cloves
And the cake crumbs did stay.

"Beware the Chametz hock, my son!
The toasted bread, the pies that crunch!
Beware the pasta strands, and shun
All of these things for lunch!"

He took his light and spoon in hand:
Long time the crumbly foe he sought --
So rested he by the den TV,
And shteiged a while in thought.

And, as in Jewish thought he slouched,
The Chametz hock, with floury dress,
Came peeking out from 'neath the couch
And validated his bless!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The light and spoon went seek-'n-scoop!
He caught it dead, and with the bread
He went galumphing back.

"And hast though caught the Chametz hock?
Come to my arms, my shtarkish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He schepped lots in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the yeasty loaves
Did higher and higher make their way:
All risen were the cookie cloves
And the cake crumbs did stay.



And, advice from Trademark (my sister): (wisely) Erachet, you need to learn the Ways of the Garage. I wonder what these so-called Ways could be?

6 comments:

the apple said...

Fantastic! I love it!

[claps]

SJ said...

Awesomely amazing!

G said...

Ahhh, the Jabberwock...a personal favorite.

Well played.

jackie said...

Good one. :-)

Scraps said...

Well done. Very, very well done. :-D

(Now, where's that HSM? ;) )

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