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Oy Vey! Oy Vey! Willi's on fire
From Rodney Street to Havermeyer
The public outrage truly does inspire
me to strangle my neighbor with chicken wire

My baby's carriage is flying down Division and Keap,
Ripped out of my hands by some anti-eruv creep,
It's enough to make the Malachim weep
I'm staying out of the streets, holing up in my shteep

Things are going crazy in our holy little town,
Eruvs going up- whoops, now it's going down
Name calling, mud flinging, Vaiseh Zucken going brown,
It's enough to make even Yankel Miller frown

Streimlach flying through the air,
It's just not right, it isn't fair
I had my teeth knocked out with a rotten pear
Give me my boots, I'm moving to New Square

(Anonymous, from chaptzem.blogspot.com)