I took a break from the weekly poems; another I just couldn't write,
As we gallivanted to Great Escape to 74 campers' delight. I wouldn't, no couldn't, author any others…. wish I could; I would've if I had my druthers. But instead I marveled at our bravest staff member Who was scared by no one but Levi, as we all remember. Instead I watched with eyes a-gleamin, As chanichim tackled the Screamin Demon. Instead I enjoyed listening as Na'arim drank from the kiddish "kos" and sang bikol ram "Hayam Ra'ah Vayanos." I wish I had written a poem, but time I did not allot. Alas, as you read this, I have to head out for the Givah Shabbat. Comments are closed.
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