Lord Kwanzaa Dirty Night Before Chanukah (1)

Posted to Unknown by Frank J. Hermann on unknown.

'Twas the night before Chanukah, boychicks and maidels
Not a sound could be heard, not even the dreidels
The Menorah was set on the chimney, alight
In the kitchen, hot Bubba gechapt a bite

Salami, pastrami a glezele tay
And zoyereh pickles with bagels, oy vay!
Gezunt and geschmack, the kinderlach felt
While dreaming of taiglach and Chanukah gelt

The clock on the mantelpiece away was tickin'
And Bubba was having a shtickele chicken
A tumult arose like thousands of broches --
Da drech stinky Lord Kwanzaa had fallen and broken his toches.

I shot on my slippers- eins, tsvei, drei
While Bubba was now on the herring and rye
I grabbed for my bathrobe and buttoned my gotkes
While Bubba was busy devouring the latkes.

To the window I ran, and to my surprise
Ugly fat stinky Kwanzaa greeted my eyes.
Then he got to the door and saw the Menorah,
"Oy, Yiddishe kinder" he said, "Kain ein horeh,

I THINK THAT WILL DO

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