My Rosh Hashana fish head, how I love you so.

I wish I could see the rest of you,

but it’s only your head that is for show.

You are important for my New Year table I set,

so I caught you with my golden net.

For this occasion I only need your head you see;

and I will honor that part of you endlessly.

As of tomorrow you will begin to smell,

but my love for you will not quell.

So in the garbage you will be;

but our love will be a distant memory.