Malka Mandolin

Last week I was invited to a melava malka
I was told that it was just some "carlebachish" thing

But as I entered the cramped apartment
I said the same thing
that I always said
when I went to the co-op at the student union
I smell hippie.

It was good times though
I left when it went from
"share carlebachey stories"
to "party with the man and
his mandolin"
because my foot hurt and
shacharis is at 7:00