Like A Cake That Has Been Iced Poem by gershon hepner

LIKE A CAKE THAT HAS BEEN ICED

Like a cake that has been iced
unnecessarily, the goyim
have ruined our religion, Christ
too sweet for my taste. Won’t annoy him
by telling him I can’t believe
they way the goyim iced our cake
in case, like Adam’s fair wife Eve,
he might approve of this mistake.

Inspired by hearing the last words of the second verse of the carol, “In the Bleak Mid-winter, ” by Christina Georgina Rossetti, broadcast on KUSC by Kimberly Dagee and sung most beautifully by an English choir.
1. In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.
2. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.
3. Enough for Him, whom cherubim
Worship night and day,
A breastful of milk
And a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels
Fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore.
4. Angels and archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air,
But only His mother1
In her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.
5. What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part,
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.


12/25/09