Words – they last forever,
Once they leave a mouth or pen,
Rippling on through time untold,
Not to be reeled in again.
Through Moshe, dibur is restored,
Though he’s difficult of speech,
His da’as the voice behind his words,
His vision beyond our reach.
The Torah that he teaches now,
Starts out as to-cha-cha,
With hints, to learn from what has been,
To tease out the hash-ka-cha.
So he chooses every word with care,
But of all the things he said,
Why is it that we need to know,
Og had an iron bed?