The Quest For The Latke Oil

Twas long ago in a village very far away

When on Hanukkah eve there was little cause to celebrate

For the oil that was needed for the lakte ritual

Had been used up many weeks before

The elders crushed the olives and hoped for a miracle

But some brave men would have to venture out

On a quest for the latke oil, it's the quest for the latke oil

The men who left upon this quest knew their battle lay ahead

Just beyond the gates of town they heard the dragon's wail

But if there was to be a Hanukkah that year

This party would have to stop and pray.

For to venture to their neighbor's town for oil

Then a dragon they would have to slay

On their quest for the latke oil. it's the quest for the latke oil

Past the olive trees where the sirens sing their songs

Where weaker men have faltered, they have bravely moved along

Past the den of nomad raiders who would skin them for their gold

And the poisonous spiders who would turn their flesh cold

By the lake of untold beauty where a villager could bathe

And enjoy the fragile landscapes that the Jews had fought to save

With the magic of the season and the prayers they knew to say

In their sights there was the dragon standing in their way.

In the end the dragon was defeated by the hands of their valiant leader

Who prepared to deliver his deadly blow

But one stood up against him and asked

What kind of example would they set for the children of their village?"

There must be another way! Can no more blood be spilled today?"

Then the leader took his sword and thrust it in the ground!

And proclaimed in the name of God

This dragon shall live! This dragon shall live!

Now back to the village with our oil!"

Later the men returned holding high the latke oil

Knowing Hannukah was saved the whole town rejoiced

The dragon in chains showed his gratitude

To the village for sparing his life

By torching the menorah candles aflame

While the warriors laid down with their wives