My Dad at every Seder breaks a Matzah piece in two

And hides the Afikomen half - a game for my and you

FInd it, hold it ransom for the Seder isn't through

'til the Afikomen is gone.


Don't sit on the Afikomen, don't sit on the Afikomen

Don't sit on the Afikomen, or the meal will last all night

One year Daddy hid it 'neath a pillow on a chair

But just as I raced over, my Aunt Sophie sat down there

She threw herself upon it, awful crunching filled the air

And crumbs flew all around (Chorus)

There were matzah crumbs all over, it was a messy sight

We swept up all the pieces, it took us half the night

So, if you want the Seder ending sooner than dawn's light

Don't sit on the Afi-ko-men (Chorus)

haggadah Section: Yachatz