On the Eve of the Fifteenth
by Cosmic X
On the eve of the fifteenth it will be so nice,
The Temple Mount free of foxes and mice.
Fine wine, unleavened bread, bitter herbs, and paschal sacrifice.
Jerusalem is being built, with its holy sites,
The prayers are soaring up to the heights,
In spite of the anti-Semites and other mental mites,
On the eve of the fifteenth...
We shall be free from B.H. Obama,
Secret sympathizer of the odious Osama,
Born in Kenya, Indonesia, Hawaii and Havana,
On the eve of the fifteenth...
We shall be free from the full of vice Joe,
Who at Sheikh Munis University put on a show,
Recieved raging applause from the arrogant low.
On the eve of the fifteenth...
We shall be free from the Secretary of Dirt,
To kiss slimy Suha herself she did exert,
Poor partner for life of the cigar wielding pervert,
On the eve of the fifteenth...
We shall be free of J Street, The New York Times and other things rotten,
Rahm your heart, your God you have forgotten,
When the they go down it is down to the bottom,
On the eve of the fifteenth...
It's time to come home, sell your houses and cars,
Leave behind your baseballs, shopping malls and bars,
Because when we go up we go up to the stars,
On the eve of the fifteenth it will be so nice,
The Temple Mount free of foxes and mice.
Fine wine, unleavened bread, bitter herbs, and paschal sacrifice.
By the way, "He who says something in the name of the one who said it brings redemption to the world"(Avot 6:6). Therefore, if you recite this at your seder, please say it in the name of "Cosmic X".
3 comments:
Nice poem.
"Secret sympathizer of the odious Osama" is a strong statement there. Is that what you really feel or is that the best rhyme you came up with?
Also, can we be mekayeim the Mitzvah of Sippur Yetziat America with this song? Or do we actually have to leave? :-)
Yaak,
Obama has swallowed the Muslim narrative of "Palestine", hook, line and sinker. In this he is one with Osama.
Of course Obama wouldn't ram airplanes into skyscrapers. His methods are more subtle.
Yaak,
Can you imagine Bubbie, Zeidi, parents and children sitting around the seder table reciting this?
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