This was a landmark year for my family, so earth-shattering that I felt compelled to make awkward sentences that rhyme!
‘Twas the month before “The Holidays” and both brother and sister
Looked at the calendar and said wait a minute, mister!
What did their bleary eyes see?
This November, could it be?
The day designated for giving thanks
Was the first day of Hanukkah, noted the cranks.
How could there be stuffing and turkey?
When they should be eating potato latkes you see!
Oh brother said sister, it has to be
You have no choice but to leave Hanukkah to me!
And all through the family were aahs and oohs
She doesn’t know how to make latkes for you
Maybe she doesn’t even have a menorah?
Please said her mother, don’t give it a kenahora!
And so they made plans that fateful year
To change up everything they held dear
Thanksgiving went off as usual without a hitch
But now Hanukkah had to be conjured by that…witch!
All day long, potatoes she did grate
And all that evening, latkes they ate
With bagels and applesauce and sour cream
Until the brother and his son thought it was a dream
For here they were celebrating Hanukkah away
But they were still stuck making latkes all day!