This night’s different from the rest!
matzo, bitter herbs, charoset;
of all memories the best,
limestoned hardier than Dorset.
As a Levite I love rye,
just as blacks love watermelon;
Ma nishtana? I’m as wry
as a finger-sucking felon.
4/11/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem