There once was a mule from La Rueish
who’d pant, puff, and turn bluish.
When Christmas time came,
he went to his dame,
And admitted that he was Jewish.
There once was a lady from New York,
who dated a guy named Farork.
When out on a date,
his love turned to hate,
Cause all she wanted to do was talk.
Indeed I've known a few like that in New York, Happy Holidays!