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You must remember this,
A bris is still a bris,
A chai is just a chai.
Pastrami still belongs on rye,
As time goes by.

With holidays in view,
A Jew is still a Jew,
On that you can rely.
No matter if we eat tofu
As time goes by.

Old shtetl customs, never out of date.
All those potatoes someone has to grate
One flame in the window,
keep counting until there's eight
To light the winter sky.
In the Bronx or in the Mission,
It's still the same tradition,
That no one can deny.
We roam, but we recall our birthright,
As time goes by.

Dreidels and chocolate, never out of date. Ancient
Semitic glories to relate
Blue-and-white giftwrap, ain't this country great.
It's still the same old Torah
It's still the same menorah,
We've latkes still to fry.
December's when I feel most Jewish,
As time goes by.

Posted by Anne Kapiloff, Z'L