Abie the Afikoman-Thief
Do you know who I am?
Have you heard of my name?
Once you have met me,
you won't be the same.
I show up each year
towards the end of the seder.
My eye see like telescopes,
ears work like radar.
You can't ever fool me,
you can't ever hide.
Your matzah's not safe
in the house or outside.
I'm famous, fantastic!
I'll tell you, in brief--
I'm Abie, the Afikoman-thief!
Whenever you think
that it's hidden away,
locked up in a safe,
covered over in clay,
in the ear of a rabbit,
in the mouth of a whale--
I'll find it as quick
as a wag of your tail.
Don't bother with watchers
and guarders and catchers.
I'm Abie, the great Afikoman-snatcher!
I find Afikomans,
no matter what size.
And I won't bring them back
till you give me a prize.
I'm quick and I'm clever,
I'm smart and I'm sly.
I hunt Afikomans
wherever they lie.
In the trunk of a tree,
in the nose of a rocket,
in the depths of a
five-year-old boy's messy pocket.
You don't stand a chance.
I'm beyond all belief.
I'm Abie the Afikoman-thief!