There was once a bachur from New York
Who didn’t know how to eat with knife and fork
With his hands he would eat
Whenever on a shidduch he did meet
And now he is still a bachur from New York
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There was once a bachur from New York
Who didn’t know how to eat with knife and fork
With his hands he would eat
Whenever on a shidduch he did meet
And now he is still a bachur from New York