[“Don’t Sit on the Afikomen” (To =
the tune of “Glory, Glory, Hallelujah”) for my children who =
endured many Seders in public explaining the Jewish story of =
Redemption/Deliverance to the parallels of Jesus’s life and =
death.]
My Dad at every Seder breaks a matzo piece in =
two
And hides the Afikomen half – a game for me and you
Find it, =
hold it ransom for the Seder isn’t through
’till the Afikomen’s gone. =
Chorus:
Don’t sit on the Afikomen.
Don’t sit on the =
Afikomen.
Don’t sit on the Afikomen.
Or the meal will last all =
night
One year Daddy hid it ‘neath a pillow on a =
chair
But just as I raced over, my Aunt Sophie sat down there
She =
threw herself upon it – awful crunching filled the air
And crumbs =
flew all around
Chorus
There were matzo crumbs all over, oh, it was a =
messy sight
We swept up all the pieces though it took us half the =
night
So, if you want your Seder ending sooner than dawn’s light, =
Don’t sit on the Afiko-men
Chorus
~~
Dr Bob Griffin =
[email protected] www.grif.net =
"Jesus Knows Me, This I =
Love!"