This year we are here
next year we're in Israel
(translated myself)
This year we are slaves,
next year we are free people.
(or only free men?)
I never imagined last year that the first stanza of that haiku (which I knew would be true) would actually make the second stanza totally opposite. Now that I'm in Israel, and my family misses me, they've decided I should come back for future seders. Take that L'Shanah HaBah B'Yerushalayim.
L'Shana HaBa
B'My Aunt and Uncle's
Far Away from Here
Avadim Ani
And the Staff that Works with Me
After Sfira, Free
By the Way, I don't
Mind the Cats, They're Better
Than the People Here.
L'Shana HaBa
B'Yrushalayim, Only
If I Find a Job.
Chag Sameach to All
And Happy Easter To My
One Goyish Reader.
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1 comment:
Nicely done.
Chag sameach.
-Tovah
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