Saturday, as we sat at seder
I sought to borrow Simon’s seeder.
Simon had a super seeder
It superseded that of Peter.
I sought to borrow Simon’s seeder
Because that day I bought a cedar.
I sought to spread some seed around
To spiffy up my soiled ground.
Simon said he understood
And said he’d help me if he could,
“But as it is the Sabbath, sir
And so to such we mustn’t stir,
I suggest you bother Peter
For your seder cedar seeder.”
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