I like what nineweaving wished you. But my fruit icon choices are peaches and strawberries. So...
May dread, dismay and death all pass you by And all misfortune from your footsteps fly And into your cupped hands, let peaches fall And on your table, strawberries for one and all
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Nine
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Uh, et cum spiritu tuo?
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May dread, dismay and death all pass you by
And all misfortune from your footsteps fly
And into your cupped hands, let peaches fall
And on your table, strawberries for one and all
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Excellent.
A most blessed holiday to you and yours.
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I can only hear this as a line from the Anti-Nowhere League's "So What?" (most memorably covered by Metallica).
Good yontif!
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Chag Pesach Sameach!
(Where did she get that T shirt? I am envious!)
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