I’ve decided to try out the bingo
My Gran’s gonna teach me the lingo
Apparently a game about balls
You just shout after so many calls!
So far I am learning quite fast
I really don’t want to come last
But the lingo is really quite funny
For a game where the winners get money
Number 4 is a knock on the door
74 takes me right to the store?
Gateway to heaven is number 27
And lots of legs for number 11
I’ve learnt all this with an open mind
Perhaps I should mix with my own kind
The thought of all those little old dears
Is enough to give me a bout of the fears
I can picture them all with their pens ready
Blue rinses bowed, their hands pretty steady
Lined up for action and ready to maim
An outside winner in this odd little game
So good old Gran has gone off on her own
I’m left in the house all alone
I search on the net to find something fine
And I’ve found a site to bingo online




cause I go too lol--but seriously --great poem with lovely flow and rhyme, I just love poems about balls


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