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.