You Are Yiddish
For breakfast British have a bowl of shreddy
And at lunch like beer hearty and heady
Had salad of Waldorf while out wondering
About lightening with all the thundering.
How about pudding liked in Yorkshire
You wanted to have will taking a tour
Then with big brain that had expanded
In South Hampton we will have landing.
Essex entered and met a fine friend
And return there again we do intend
Should have seen his great Selfy
Looked like Big Ben Franklin in Philadelfy.
Wo wo wo along with another ho ho ho
And also what about a way we all go
To become again somewhat British
Unless in Israel where you are Yiddish.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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