Shabbos arrives
No chasing the dollars
On which we subsist
Walking to shul
On the quiet cool street
Wishing a gut Shabbos
To those that we meet
Licho dodi inside
Our weekly refuge
From the gashmious tide
Then Kiddush at home
Let the seuda commence
With zemiros for Shabbos
(Mostly sung by the gents)
The Ima and Abba
And the kids at the table
No PC, no websites
Coming over the cable
A long Friday night
With the Shabbos mystique
Maybe some daf yomi
To catch up from the week
The weeks almost over
Gut Shabbos to all