December 2016 Pantry Song
(to the tune of White Christmas)
I’m dreaming of some wheat biscuits
With herbs like Rosemary and sage.
Maybe fresh Bing cherries,
Or dried cranberries,
Berliners, more than just o’Kaye.
I dream of how you might help us
With cash or checks that you may write.
Words of thanks we’ll cry with delight!
You’ll fill winter days with hope and light!