"Dipping My Apples"
Don't know what year this is.
On Rosh Hashanah we dip our apples in the honey.
This has nothing to do with money.
But tradition.
We must have a minion to form our opinion.
Otherwise how can we congregate...???
In the hell's haight.
Even hippy hill turned straight.
I saw a man make love to his mate in the golden gate.
I must make a date to see the Rebbe.
Maybe next February.
Not January I know.
Excuse my B.O.
I try to stay clean.
Screw the nihilist's scene.
By Jonathan Billet 09.22.14...
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