Chanukah Candles

I got my box of candles

With exactly forty-four.

I hope that I don’t break one

If it bounces on the floor.

 

Or maybe one’s defective

With a wick that just won’t catch,

Despite the fact I’ll light it

Using match plus match plus match.

 

Occasionally, one is bent

And will not stand up straight,

But leaving it behind, of course,

Is not up for debate.

 

A box of cards was always packed,

Since errors do get made,

With one or two more envelopes

Than for the cards displayed.

 

Yet candle boxes take a chance

That nothing will go wrong

And there will be enough each night

To sing the candle song.