‘Twas the Night Before Hanukkah…
Sunday, December 28th, 2008As one component of our humorous skit at tonight’s Hanukkah party, we (mostly Mommy) created a Hanukkah poem. I thought you might enjoy it (pardon the sometimes inconsistent stanzas - ’twas typed in haste):
‘Twas the night before Hanukkah, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even the mouse;
Except for the mothers, who were stirring like mad,
Potatoes and onions and flour with Dad,
And mixing up gobs and just gobs of the batter,
And frying in oil and watching it splatter
The candles in boxes were carefully stacked,
Behind the menorahs we just had unpacked,
The Hanukkah music we found the last year,
Was lulling the children to sleep with good cheer,
When down in the kitchen they heard such a clatter,
They sprang from their beds to see what was the matter
A scream and a crash could be heard round the house,
When out from the kitchen there scurried a mouse
It seems he was nestled quite snug in the bag
Of potatoes till Dad reached the last one to grab
Then mom screamed and up on a chair she arose
‘Cause with no shoes or socks the mouse ran o’er her toes.
The chase now was on to the children’s delight,
Till they finally caught the mouse - oh what a night!
Dad and the boys donned their coats with the hoods,
And drove with the mouse in the box to the woods.
While mom and the girls cleaned and made a surprise
And when Dad and the boys saw - what joy filled their eyes!
The table was set with the latkes all fried
The candles were lit, and hot chocolate beside:
So they prayed and they ate, then Dad said with delight
Happy Hanukkah to all, and to all a good night!