(To the Tune of "Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel")
Oh Pharaoh, Pharaoh, Pharaoh,
You should have let us go
You made a real big blunder
When you said, “No, no, no.”
Oh matzah, matzah, matzah,
There was no time to rise,
Just enough to hurry
And run from Pharaoh’s guys.
The seder’s songs and stories
Show Pharaoh’s big defeat,
Though sometimes all I think of
Is please when do we eat?
Or maror, maror, maror,
You make our mouths so hot,
Our bitter time in Egypt
Will not soon be forgot.
Four cups of Manishevitz
So thick and dark and sweet,
For getting drunk and sugared,
That stuff just can’t be beat.
Next year Yerushalim,
Is where I hope I’ll be,
For now I’m celebrating
With friends and family!
Ann Green
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