Looking at our six year old son
Lost in a book about baseball,
His finger playing with
A ring of his strawberry blond hair,
His body swaying rhytmically,
My half-Irish wife says:
You know how you joke
About how you can't
Have a drink in a Jewish pub,
Well, at least you have
A little Irish rabbi at home.
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