Who usually doesn’t hob and nob
Who consolidates you to become more passionate
And never to hesitate about the marinate of your life.
He consoles you never to concern
Hermetic and the use of hectic on heuristic
For he knows when he is right and never wrong
Because he doesn’t just hob and nob.
He never hides one’s light under a bushel
He let the world’s people know that you’re a kugel
Only in the utopia of love
Where there’s love but only peace exists
Not any other love but that presists
He’s all mighty and not everyone believes.
Shouted for a lot of time, nobody understood,
Yet still shouting, didn’t even realize
But coherent it became.