Chanukah Candles

I got my box of candles With exactly forty-four. I hope that I don’t break one If it bounces on the floor. Or maybe one’s defective With a wick that just won’t catch, Despite the fact I’ll light it Using match plus match plus match. Occasionally, one is bent And will not stand up straight, But leaving it behind, of course, Is not up for debate. A box of cards was always packed, Since errors do get made, With one or two more envelopes Than for the cards displayed. Yet candle boxes take a chance That nothing will go wrong And there will be enough each night To sing the candle song.