Tzav/Parah

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Tzav/Parah

The kohanim, at their inauguration.

Offer flour for their consecration,

Boiled, then baked, then fried into buns,

Thus did Aaron and his sons. 

But bun is not the proper label,

It sounds to me more like a bagel,

In scorching oil let it float,

Voila! We have sufganiot!

Is this a hint to Chanukah,

And the minhag of sufganiya,

Or a reference to the chait ha’egel,

A golden crust upon the bagel?

If so, there’s something missing please,

A slice of lox, a shmeer cream cheese,

A bit of onion, a little heatin’,

Now you’ve got some real good eatin’.

I would surely be in awe,

If some Navi ever saw,

In the cakes of Aaron and his sons,

Those Sunday breakfasts yet to come.