sometimes when there's no clear explination it's 'cause there is none at all.
in retrospect, i see the poem as the opposite of purim - many seemingly random events connecting into one story. though not my intentions at all, i enjoyed the submitted "perushim" on the tzetel. thanx. the bags contained an orange, a cake, and a bottle of wine. that's it. see the connection? well, i don't.
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