We have to get rid
of the Hametz today--
We have to destroy it.
We can't let it stay.
We'll punch it and crunch it
and bury it deep,
or leave it to rot
on Mount Zeepleep-the-Steep.
We'll pump on it, jump on it,
grind it to dust.
Erode it, corrode it--
We have to! We must!
We'll feed it to ravenous
rampaging rhinos--or
trample it all
on our dizzy old dinosaur.
Cut it to pieces,
burn it to ash!
Bash it and smash it
and dash it to hash.
Then send it by rocket
to the Forests of Queet,
where fire-breathing Goo-bahs
will turn on the heat.
to the floor of the ocean
and finish it off
with a mighty explosion.
We have to get rid
of the Hametz today--
We have to destroy it.
We can't let it stay.
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