With Sugar On Top

The candles sometimes drop their flames; The lions lose their tails. The stars come out all crooked; Some ineptitude prevails. The wine jugs might have missing tops; The dreidels look all right. The flaws won’t matter, hopefully, When loved ones take a bite. For Chanukah’s the time when I Roll out that dough and bake, My grandma’s cookie cutters And her recipe at stake.