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.
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