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Sittin’ Shiva, my diva

February 21, 2012
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Sittin’ shiva, that’s what we read,

Sittin’ shiva, because he was dead.

Rollin’ out to the burbs for a service

while the Rabbi tries to keep us from bein’ nervous.

Sittin’ shiva, I did, sittin’ shiva;

I sat lookin’ pretty, I did, my diva.

The Jewish womens like to dress deir best,

and wear perfume and be the dope guest.

Prayers thrown around, yo, they were,

like a basketball team on they own turf.

Sittin’ shiva, that’s what we read,

Sittin’ shiva, because he was dead.

Sittin’ shiva, I did, sittin’ shiva;

I sat looking pretty, I did, my diva.

Yo.

 

Wilma Jammer

Say whatever you want while you can. I am an open book mystery. My experience: Too much (head exploded) and Not Enough (everyday, something new).

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