Simchat Torah
By Batsheva 9/30/10
The ending of a cycle
Is what we celebrate
On a day called Simchat Torah
A holiday so great
But it isn't just an ending
It's a beginning too
When endings and beginnings
Come together as they do
We read the very last words
That are written in the Torah
And then we read the first words
And we sometimes dance the hora
We march with every Torah
We parade them up and down
They're all dressed up so fancy
Each one shows off its crown
We sing and dance and party
On this very special day
When the Torah comes full circle
We all want to shout hurray!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Day 302: Etrog
Etrog
By Batsheva 9/29/10
On Sukkot we use a special fruit
That's known as an etrog
Though Ashkenazim are inclined
To call it an esrog
But that is just its Hebrew name
It has others as well
In English it's a citron
And its story I will tell
The Torah says that if we take
This very lovely fruit
And hold it with our lulav
That's a sacred pursuit
For it represents the heart
Good deeds and Torah's wisdom too
And to throw away an etrog
Is a naughty thing to do
It looks much like a lemon
But I promise you it's not
For an etrog has a special thing
That no lemon has got
That thing is called a pitom
If it breaks, etrog's not kosher
Which can be quite a problem
You can't buy one from a grocier
Yes, you really need an etrog
If you're doing Sukkot right
Its delicious special fragrance
Is a holiday delight
By Batsheva 9/29/10
On Sukkot we use a special fruit
That's known as an etrog
Though Ashkenazim are inclined
To call it an esrog
But that is just its Hebrew name
It has others as well
In English it's a citron
And its story I will tell
The Torah says that if we take
This very lovely fruit
And hold it with our lulav
That's a sacred pursuit
For it represents the heart
Good deeds and Torah's wisdom too
And to throw away an etrog
Is a naughty thing to do
It looks much like a lemon
But I promise you it's not
For an etrog has a special thing
That no lemon has got
That thing is called a pitom
If it breaks, etrog's not kosher
Which can be quite a problem
You can't buy one from a grocier
Yes, you really need an etrog
If you're doing Sukkot right
Its delicious special fragrance
Is a holiday delight
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Day 301: Stars Above
Stars Above
By Batsheva 9/28/10
On Sukkot we are reminded
In a wondrous sort of way
Of the love that God expresses
Every moment of each day
Most of the year we spend our time
In rooms with solid roofs
Which is fine
If all you're looking for
Are scientific proofs
But if you seek the truth
That's in your heart
Then nature is the wisest place
To start
A sukkah is required
To have a "holey" roof
Which may seem very strange
But it's really not a goof
Under solid roofs
Our safety's an illusion
In a sukkah we may reach
A new conclusion
When through a ceiling
We can see the stars
We see that our security's
Not ours
So a good way to remember
God's great love
Is looking through a roof
To see the stars above.
By Batsheva 9/28/10
On Sukkot we are reminded
In a wondrous sort of way
Of the love that God expresses
Every moment of each day
Most of the year we spend our time
In rooms with solid roofs
Which is fine
If all you're looking for
Are scientific proofs
But if you seek the truth
That's in your heart
Then nature is the wisest place
To start
A sukkah is required
To have a "holey" roof
Which may seem very strange
But it's really not a goof
Under solid roofs
Our safety's an illusion
In a sukkah we may reach
A new conclusion
When through a ceiling
We can see the stars
We see that our security's
Not ours
So a good way to remember
God's great love
Is looking through a roof
To see the stars above.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Day 300: Rain in the Sukkah
Rain in the Sukkah
By Batsheva 9/27/10
When it rains in the sukkah
You can't eat or sleep in it
And that can be frustrating
More than just a little bit
But when it rains in the sukkah
The best thing I can say
Is to eat and sleep
Where it's warm and dry
And have fun anyway!
By Batsheva 9/27/10
When it rains in the sukkah
You can't eat or sleep in it
And that can be frustrating
More than just a little bit
But when it rains in the sukkah
The best thing I can say
Is to eat and sleep
Where it's warm and dry
And have fun anyway!
Day 299 (Delayed): My Lulav
My Lulav
By Batsheva 9/26/10
My lulav looks just like a sword
'Til it sways in the breeze
How can my lulav do this?
Because it's made of leaves!
Pieces of a palm tree
Myrtle, willow too
On Sukkot, I wave my lulav
It's the Jewish thing to do
The lulav represents the parts
Of us with which we praise
Acknowledging God's wonders
In very different ways
Palm represents the spine
Myrtle, lips, and willow, eyes
The etrog's like a human heart
(Or a lemon in disguise)
We put them all together
And we wave them all around
We wave in all directions
For that's where God is found
By Batsheva 9/26/10
My lulav looks just like a sword
'Til it sways in the breeze
How can my lulav do this?
Because it's made of leaves!
Pieces of a palm tree
Myrtle, willow too
On Sukkot, I wave my lulav
It's the Jewish thing to do
The lulav represents the parts
Of us with which we praise
Acknowledging God's wonders
In very different ways
Palm represents the spine
Myrtle, lips, and willow, eyes
The etrog's like a human heart
(Or a lemon in disguise)
We put them all together
And we wave them all around
We wave in all directions
For that's where God is found
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Day 298: Oops?
Oops?
By Batsheva 9/25/10
We built a lovely sukkah
Just as pretty as can be
A warm, inviting sukkah
As anyone can see
The walls are nice and sturdy
The frame is sure and strong
Decorations are delightful
But something does seem wrong
I hate to be a critic
But someone made a goof
For though our sukkah's awesome
It has holes in the roof!
By Batsheva 9/25/10
We built a lovely sukkah
Just as pretty as can be
A warm, inviting sukkah
As anyone can see
The walls are nice and sturdy
The frame is sure and strong
Decorations are delightful
But something does seem wrong
I hate to be a critic
But someone made a goof
For though our sukkah's awesome
It has holes in the roof!
Friday, September 24, 2010
Day 297: Sukkot
Sukkot
By Batsheva 9/24/10
Let's all build a sukkah
It's easy if you try
Let's all build a sukkah
Though you may wonder why
We build them to remember
How our ancestors all moved
For forty years in the desert
They wandered as they grooved
They had no stable homes
For shelter from a storm
They lived in fragile huts
Impermanence was the norm
And even when they settled
Home in the Promised Land
Farmers moved onto their fields
With harvest time at hand
So today we build a sukkah
To remember all these things
The harvest and the wandering
And all the joys life brings
By Batsheva 9/24/10
Let's all build a sukkah
It's easy if you try
Let's all build a sukkah
Though you may wonder why
We build them to remember
How our ancestors all moved
For forty years in the desert
They wandered as they grooved
They had no stable homes
For shelter from a storm
They lived in fragile huts
Impermanence was the norm
And even when they settled
Home in the Promised Land
Farmers moved onto their fields
With harvest time at hand
So today we build a sukkah
To remember all these things
The harvest and the wandering
And all the joys life brings
Day 296 (Delayed): Sukkah Pain
Sukkah Pain
By Batsheva 9/23/10
Build your sukkah
Then decorate
Until it looks so very great
Next thing you know
Comes wind and rain
Sometimes life is such a pain!
By Batsheva 9/23/10
Build your sukkah
Then decorate
Until it looks so very great
Next thing you know
Comes wind and rain
Sometimes life is such a pain!
Day 295 (Delayed): Cliches
Cliches
By Batsheva 9/22/10
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
But it's never too late to learn
Cliches don't have the answers
But they're everywhere you turn
Some folks say that haste makes waste
Others say fish or cut bait
Cliches are inconsistent
And they're open to debate
Which means if honest answers
You should seek
Remember that the truth's
Always unique
By Batsheva 9/22/10
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
But it's never too late to learn
Cliches don't have the answers
But they're everywhere you turn
Some folks say that haste makes waste
Others say fish or cut bait
Cliches are inconsistent
And they're open to debate
Which means if honest answers
You should seek
Remember that the truth's
Always unique
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Day 294: Fighting Fire
Fighting Fire
By Batsheva 9/21/10
Fight fire with fire
So they say
But that doesn't seem
To be the way
No
In fact, I really think you oughta
(When putting out a fire)
Try using water
By Batsheva 9/21/10
Fight fire with fire
So they say
But that doesn't seem
To be the way
No
In fact, I really think you oughta
(When putting out a fire)
Try using water
Day 293 (Delayed): Do Not Argue with the Rain
Do Not Argue with the Rain
By Batsheva 9/20/10
Do not argue with the rain
There's really not a thing to gain
The rain will fall
Despite it all
So if you want to be a clever fella
Don't argue with the rain
Use an umbrella
By Batsheva 9/20/10
Do not argue with the rain
There's really not a thing to gain
The rain will fall
Despite it all
So if you want to be a clever fella
Don't argue with the rain
Use an umbrella
Day 292 (Delayed): Success
Success
By Batsheva 9/19/10
A person isn't "A success"
That's not something you are
For we all have wins and losses
No one doesn't bear a scar
Success is something to achieve
A goal for which to strive
It's earned in bits and pieces
Just as long as we're alive
It's not about your money
Or your prestige or power
It's about the way you live your life
Each day and every hour
Are you honest?
Are you loyal
And persistent?
Are you kind?
Are you grateful and hard-working?
Do you make up your own mind?
If life gives you a challenge
And you accept it
With a, "Yes!"
Then you can proudly smile
Knowing you've achieved success
By Batsheva 9/19/10
A person isn't "A success"
That's not something you are
For we all have wins and losses
No one doesn't bear a scar
Success is something to achieve
A goal for which to strive
It's earned in bits and pieces
Just as long as we're alive
It's not about your money
Or your prestige or power
It's about the way you live your life
Each day and every hour
Are you honest?
Are you loyal
And persistent?
Are you kind?
Are you grateful and hard-working?
Do you make up your own mind?
If life gives you a challenge
And you accept it
With a, "Yes!"
Then you can proudly smile
Knowing you've achieved success
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Day 291: Yom Kippur
Yom Kippur
By Batsheva 9/18/10
On Yom Kippur
We apologize
For the bad things that we did
The things that others knew about
And even those we hid
We're sorry for our secret sins
'Cause though it may seem odd
There's nothing in this whole wide world
That's secret from our God
And we are all God's children
So when you hurt your friends
God cannot forgive you
Until you make amends
Which means saying you're sorry
To the people that you hurt
And God will hear your sorries
Since God's always alert
And then on holy Yom Kippur
God's mercy we receive
If humbly we request it
Yes, that's what we believe
By Batsheva 9/18/10
On Yom Kippur
We apologize
For the bad things that we did
The things that others knew about
And even those we hid
We're sorry for our secret sins
'Cause though it may seem odd
There's nothing in this whole wide world
That's secret from our God
And we are all God's children
So when you hurt your friends
God cannot forgive you
Until you make amends
Which means saying you're sorry
To the people that you hurt
And God will hear your sorries
Since God's always alert
And then on holy Yom Kippur
God's mercy we receive
If humbly we request it
Yes, that's what we believe
Friday, September 17, 2010
Day 290: The World is Always Changing
The World is Always Changing
By Batsheva 9/17/10
The world is always changing
So are you
And so am I
So when I crave consistency
I have to heave a sigh
It's just so rare to find it
On this planet where we live
This ever-changing world of ours
Is so hard to forgive
For we seek what's sure and certain
And we get a question mark
As a baby seeks his mama
But can't find her in the dark
Yet the world is always changing
So perhaps we should accept
That at navigating changes
We should strive to be adept
And whenever a decision
We must make
We should consider just what form
A change might take
For the impact that we make
Upon this earth
Will help determine just how much
Our lives were worth
By Batsheva 9/17/10
The world is always changing
So are you
And so am I
So when I crave consistency
I have to heave a sigh
It's just so rare to find it
On this planet where we live
This ever-changing world of ours
Is so hard to forgive
For we seek what's sure and certain
And we get a question mark
As a baby seeks his mama
But can't find her in the dark
Yet the world is always changing
So perhaps we should accept
That at navigating changes
We should strive to be adept
And whenever a decision
We must make
We should consider just what form
A change might take
For the impact that we make
Upon this earth
Will help determine just how much
Our lives were worth
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Day 289: A Pencil
A Pencil
By Batsheva 9/16/10
A pencil's just a piece of wood
With graphite in its middle
But if you think it doesn't matter
Then I think you know quite little
For a pencil is as mighty as a pen
But even more
It can do most of the same things
And it's much less of a chore
Yes, a pencil makes things easy
When you find you must erase
Which can save you from embarrassment
Frustration and disgrace
If your writing must be permanent
Then a pencil's not your choice
But otherwise, a pencil is
A reason to rejoice
By Batsheva 9/16/10
A pencil's just a piece of wood
With graphite in its middle
But if you think it doesn't matter
Then I think you know quite little
For a pencil is as mighty as a pen
But even more
It can do most of the same things
And it's much less of a chore
Yes, a pencil makes things easy
When you find you must erase
Which can save you from embarrassment
Frustration and disgrace
If your writing must be permanent
Then a pencil's not your choice
But otherwise, a pencil is
A reason to rejoice
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Day 288: Salmon Patties
Salmon Patties
By Batsheva 9/15/10
I make my salmon patties
In most every shape and size
But their taste is all that matters
To people who are wise
Some are oval
Some are round
Some are rhomboid
Some are square
Some are thick
And some are thin
But one batter
They all share
My salmon patties really are
My cooking claim to fame
For though each one looks different
They're deliciously the same
By Batsheva 9/15/10
I make my salmon patties
In most every shape and size
But their taste is all that matters
To people who are wise
Some are oval
Some are round
Some are rhomboid
Some are square
Some are thick
And some are thin
But one batter
They all share
My salmon patties really are
My cooking claim to fame
For though each one looks different
They're deliciously the same
Day 287 (Delayed): Chalk pictures
Chalk Pictures
By Batsheva 9/14/10
Draw pictures on the sidewalk
In brightly colored chalk
The neighbors will enjoy it
When they're out taking a walk
Don't worry that the rain will come
To wash your work away
Chalk pictures aren't meant to last
Draw more another day
By Batsheva 9/14/10
Draw pictures on the sidewalk
In brightly colored chalk
The neighbors will enjoy it
When they're out taking a walk
Don't worry that the rain will come
To wash your work away
Chalk pictures aren't meant to last
Draw more another day
Day 286 (Delayed): Catching Up
Catching Up
By Batsheva 9/13/10
Catching up can be so hard
And this is why I find
That everything is easier
If you just don't get behind
By Batsheva 9/13/10
Catching up can be so hard
And this is why I find
That everything is easier
If you just don't get behind
Day 285 (Delayed): Sorry
Sorry
By Batsheva 9/12/10
"Sorry" is a magic word
I know because I've seen it
Make a world of difference
But only when you mean it
By Batsheva 9/12/10
"Sorry" is a magic word
I know because I've seen it
Make a world of difference
But only when you mean it
Day 284 (Delayed): Ten Days
Ten Days
By Batsheva 9/11/10
There are ten important days from
Rosh Hashanah to Yom Kippur
We call them the Ten Days of Awe
And they're serious, for sure
They're Ten Days of Repentance
In Hebrew, Teshuvah
We turn from bad and turn towards good
During these Days of Awe
We think about the things we did
Throughout the year that's passed
And how to make this brand new year
Much better than the last
We ask others for forgiveness
If we've ever done them wrong
Getting ready for Yom Kippur
We spend the ten days long
By Batsheva 9/11/10
There are ten important days from
Rosh Hashanah to Yom Kippur
We call them the Ten Days of Awe
And they're serious, for sure
They're Ten Days of Repentance
In Hebrew, Teshuvah
We turn from bad and turn towards good
During these Days of Awe
We think about the things we did
Throughout the year that's passed
And how to make this brand new year
Much better than the last
We ask others for forgiveness
If we've ever done them wrong
Getting ready for Yom Kippur
We spend the ten days long
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Day 283 (Delayed): Apples and Honey
Apples and Honey
By Batsheva 9/10/10
You know it's Rosh Hashanah
The start of a new year
And I'm hoping for a sweet one
Full of happiness and cheer
So let's cut up some apples
In honey then we'll dip
I can't wait to taste that sweetness
As it lingers on my lip
Such sweetness is a symbol
Of that for which we pray
A year of yummy goodness
In every single way
By Batsheva 9/10/10
You know it's Rosh Hashanah
The start of a new year
And I'm hoping for a sweet one
Full of happiness and cheer
So let's cut up some apples
In honey then we'll dip
I can't wait to taste that sweetness
As it lingers on my lip
Such sweetness is a symbol
Of that for which we pray
A year of yummy goodness
In every single way
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Day 282 (Delayed): Rosh Hashanah
Rosh Hashanah
By Batsheva 9/9/10
Rosh Hashanah
Means Head of the Year
It's the Jewish New Year
That's very clear
But what do we do
When our year is new?
Do we have blasts at parties
Or paint ourselves blue?
Do we sing Auld Lang Syne
Or watch a ball drop?
Do grown-ups open champagne
With a pop?
No.
We pray a lot
And wouldn't you know
Our New Year's blasts
Come from the shofar blow
The shofar is a horn from a ram
And its blast reminds me
Of who I am
It wakes my mind
Reminding me to
Ask forgiveness
For wrong things I do
The sins of last year
Are over and gone
And now we start fresh
With the New Year's dawn
By Batsheva 9/9/10
Rosh Hashanah
Means Head of the Year
It's the Jewish New Year
That's very clear
But what do we do
When our year is new?
Do we have blasts at parties
Or paint ourselves blue?
Do we sing Auld Lang Syne
Or watch a ball drop?
Do grown-ups open champagne
With a pop?
No.
We pray a lot
And wouldn't you know
Our New Year's blasts
Come from the shofar blow
The shofar is a horn from a ram
And its blast reminds me
Of who I am
It wakes my mind
Reminding me to
Ask forgiveness
For wrong things I do
The sins of last year
Are over and gone
And now we start fresh
With the New Year's dawn
Day 281 (Delayed): Ice
Ice
By Batsheva 9/8/10
When water gets extremely cold
It turns into ice
So I've been told
And on a hot day
I have to say
(I could even say it twice)
Ice is nice!
By Batsheva 9/8/10
When water gets extremely cold
It turns into ice
So I've been told
And on a hot day
I have to say
(I could even say it twice)
Ice is nice!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Day 280: The Substitute
The Substitute
By Batsheva 9/7/10
Sometimes things are not so cute
For a teacher who's a substitute
You don't know the students
They'll tease you and laugh
Make fun of your name
And attack any gaffe
They won't pay attention
Or do all their work
And even the best one
Can act like a jerk
But. . .
Sometimes they'll listen
And sometimes they'll learn
And he'll be respectful
And she'll wait her turn
In just a few hours
A good class can start
To charmingly work
Their way into your heart
They might draw sweet pictures
Butterfly, rose, or bear cub
And write at the top:
"A gift for my dear sub"
When things like this happen
(It's rare but they do)
Then being a sub is a joy
Through and through
Yes, sometimes things can be so cute
For a teacher who's a substitute
By Batsheva 9/7/10
Sometimes things are not so cute
For a teacher who's a substitute
You don't know the students
They'll tease you and laugh
Make fun of your name
And attack any gaffe
They won't pay attention
Or do all their work
And even the best one
Can act like a jerk
But. . .
Sometimes they'll listen
And sometimes they'll learn
And he'll be respectful
And she'll wait her turn
In just a few hours
A good class can start
To charmingly work
Their way into your heart
They might draw sweet pictures
Butterfly, rose, or bear cub
And write at the top:
"A gift for my dear sub"
When things like this happen
(It's rare but they do)
Then being a sub is a joy
Through and through
Yes, sometimes things can be so cute
For a teacher who's a substitute
Monday, September 6, 2010
Day 279: Two Waves
Two Waves
By Batsheva 9/6/10
Two waves in the sea
Were rolling peacefully
When suddenly they both
Spotted the shore
They were watching as waves crashed
In the distance
They were dashed
One, frightened, cried
"We won't wave anymore!"
The other said,
"Don't fear
Things are not as they appear."
Said the first,
"Do you not see we'll crash and die?"
"I see waves crash, I cannot lie
But that doesn't mean we'll die
The trouble is you don't know who you are
You think you are a wave
So you are heading toward your grave
But you must know you're so much more than motion
You and I are part of this great ocean
And so my friend, relax, and stop your cries
Because you know
The ocean
Never dies."
By Batsheva 9/6/10
Two waves in the sea
Were rolling peacefully
When suddenly they both
Spotted the shore
They were watching as waves crashed
In the distance
They were dashed
One, frightened, cried
"We won't wave anymore!"
The other said,
"Don't fear
Things are not as they appear."
Said the first,
"Do you not see we'll crash and die?"
"I see waves crash, I cannot lie
But that doesn't mean we'll die
The trouble is you don't know who you are
You think you are a wave
So you are heading toward your grave
But you must know you're so much more than motion
You and I are part of this great ocean
And so my friend, relax, and stop your cries
Because you know
The ocean
Never dies."
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Day 278: Blabbering Beth
Blabbering Beth
By Batsheva 9/5/10
Blabbering Beth
Could talk you to death
She could talk about most anything
She could talk about milk
Or how they make silk
Or the tones of a telephone's ring
She could talk about candy
Or whatever's handy
She could talk 'til your ears were sore
Yes, her mouth was her ruin
Then one day a bird flew in
Now Beth's not blabbering anymore
By Batsheva 9/5/10
Blabbering Beth
Could talk you to death
She could talk about most anything
She could talk about milk
Or how they make silk
Or the tones of a telephone's ring
She could talk about candy
Or whatever's handy
She could talk 'til your ears were sore
Yes, her mouth was her ruin
Then one day a bird flew in
Now Beth's not blabbering anymore
Day 277 (Delayed): Change
Change
By Batsheva 9/4/10
Nothing in life stays exactly the same
Change is always the name of the game
And even if you think
That nothing's changing
It nonetheless
Is subtly rearranging
So when life is feeling static
Like the text within a book
Examine it more closely
With a second or third look
And eventually
You'll see it's true though strange
That we are living in a world
Of constant change
By Batsheva 9/4/10
Nothing in life stays exactly the same
Change is always the name of the game
And even if you think
That nothing's changing
It nonetheless
Is subtly rearranging
So when life is feeling static
Like the text within a book
Examine it more closely
With a second or third look
And eventually
You'll see it's true though strange
That we are living in a world
Of constant change
Friday, September 3, 2010
Day 276: For My Husband
For My Husband on our Anniversary
By Batsheva 9/3/10
I never really knew love
'Til you came into my life
But I found a wondrous true love
When you chose me as your wife
And every single day
I love you just a little more
And every day I pray
When you step outside our door
That God will always bring you
Safely back to me
For I treasure every thing
You have allowed my soul to see
And the joy within my heart
That you have planted
I promise not to start
Taking for granted
Though this conclusion
May seem cursory
I just had to add
Happy Anniversary!
By Batsheva 9/3/10
I never really knew love
'Til you came into my life
But I found a wondrous true love
When you chose me as your wife
And every single day
I love you just a little more
And every day I pray
When you step outside our door
That God will always bring you
Safely back to me
For I treasure every thing
You have allowed my soul to see
And the joy within my heart
That you have planted
I promise not to start
Taking for granted
Though this conclusion
May seem cursory
I just had to add
Happy Anniversary!
Day 275 (Delayed): Praying Mantis
Praying Mantis
By Batsheva 9/2/10
A praying mantis strolled
Across my window yesterday
And it really got me thinking
Why does the mantis pray?
Is it praying for peace?
That our troubles will cease?
Is it praying for money?
Now, that would be funny!
No, I think the mantis
Might decide
To pray about
Some pesticide
But in truth
I really have to say
Praying mantis only
Looks that way
'Cause tell me
Don't you think it would be odd
If an insect like the mantis
Talked to God?
By Batsheva 9/2/10
A praying mantis strolled
Across my window yesterday
And it really got me thinking
Why does the mantis pray?
Is it praying for peace?
That our troubles will cease?
Is it praying for money?
Now, that would be funny!
No, I think the mantis
Might decide
To pray about
Some pesticide
But in truth
I really have to say
Praying mantis only
Looks that way
'Cause tell me
Don't you think it would be odd
If an insect like the mantis
Talked to God?
Day 274 (Delayed): Who Uses Math?
Who Uses Math
By Batsheva 9/1/10
Who uses math?
A botanist
A sculptor
A geologist
A nurse
Or a physician
A dentist
Or beautician
An interior designer
An engineer
A miner
An astronaut
A painter
A businessman
A trainer
A mechanic
A bartender
A baker
A defender
A soldier
Or a sailor
An athlete
Or a whaler
A pilot
A zoologist
A chef
Or a biologist
A diver
Oceanographer
A chemist
A cartographer
An architect
A teacher
Some days even a preacher
An accountant
Or a housewife
Math really helps you
Get through life
Who uses math?
I'll tell you
Though you may not
Think it's fun
The answer to the question
"Who uses math?"
Is everyone
By Batsheva 9/1/10
Who uses math?
A botanist
A sculptor
A geologist
A nurse
Or a physician
A dentist
Or beautician
An interior designer
An engineer
A miner
An astronaut
A painter
A businessman
A trainer
A mechanic
A bartender
A baker
A defender
A soldier
Or a sailor
An athlete
Or a whaler
A pilot
A zoologist
A chef
Or a biologist
A diver
Oceanographer
A chemist
A cartographer
An architect
A teacher
Some days even a preacher
An accountant
Or a housewife
Math really helps you
Get through life
Who uses math?
I'll tell you
Though you may not
Think it's fun
The answer to the question
"Who uses math?"
Is everyone
Day 273 (Delayed): Punctuation Celebration
Punctuation Celebration
By Batsheva 8/31/10
Periods and commas
You can use in your pajamas
They're common and they're easy
And without them
Folks get queasy
'Cause that makes it hard to know
When to stop and take a breath
And skimping on your breathing
Can simply lead to death
So believe me when I say
It's very serious
If you're forgetting all your commas
And your periods
Now you must know an exclamation point
Will really liven up the joint
When the thing you have to say
Is quite exciting in some way
And when you have a question
Always use a question mark
For if you don't
I'm sure you will be eaten by a shark
Or maybe not
But they'll take you to task
If folks think you're stating something
You should ask
Yes, punctuation is delightful
And without it
Life gets frightful
When writing the shortest note
Or the longest tome
The only place you can escape it
Is a poem
By Batsheva 8/31/10
Periods and commas
You can use in your pajamas
They're common and they're easy
And without them
Folks get queasy
'Cause that makes it hard to know
When to stop and take a breath
And skimping on your breathing
Can simply lead to death
So believe me when I say
It's very serious
If you're forgetting all your commas
And your periods
Now you must know an exclamation point
Will really liven up the joint
When the thing you have to say
Is quite exciting in some way
And when you have a question
Always use a question mark
For if you don't
I'm sure you will be eaten by a shark
Or maybe not
But they'll take you to task
If folks think you're stating something
You should ask
Yes, punctuation is delightful
And without it
Life gets frightful
When writing the shortest note
Or the longest tome
The only place you can escape it
Is a poem
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