Okay, Dovid didn't like that last post and told me that it was mean.
He's going to smack me if I post this. He told me to STOP!!
So here's a little poem I'm making up for this Hampton's overnight (Which was so awesome!):
Yisrolik's bugging me to go eat the morning meal,
But last night's steak and chicken I can still feel.
I will eat, because Yisrolik thinks it's right.
Even though I'm so tired, from last night!
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