Son today does mark the day
According to God’s plan
That a babe you are no more
You have become a man
So words of wisdom are your gift
And take it from none other
Because who would know better than
Your dear old Jewish mother
Go ahead eat pork and ham
Look at me, I’m plotzing
But never pick your nose in shul
Cause you know God is watching
And celebrate the joys in life
Like schmears and matzoh balls
And getting a good parking spot
On Sundays at the mall
(Cousin Sherry always thought
It was a mitzvah omen
If she got found an open space
Somewhere near the Loehmann’s)
And travel far and travel wide
And travel the world over
(And be sure to drop by at your
Aunt Minnie’s down in Boca)
But one word in all languages
You must know without fail
More so than bathroom, water, money
Son, that word is ‘sale’.
I know you’ll meet some ladies when
You’re traveling the world
But when you fin’lly settle down
With a nice Jewish girl
I’lll have to just accept the fact
I’m not the only one
And who could blame her if she loves
My handsome doctor son
So maybe one day you’ll stop by
Probably when you feel
Like you really need to eat
A home cooked decent meal
And when I’m sure that your won’t starve
You’ll come sit on the couch
Take off the plastic cov’ring, wipe
The schmootz off of your mouth
And then after a bit you’ll say
You should get back to her
But you know you’ll always be
My little bubbeleh.
Happy Birthday Jesse!
Here’s a video of my son performing Slayer’s South of Heaven. Something tells me the doctor thing just ain’t gonna happen.