Today's photo prompt is and brought back memories for Mom. When she was younger, she and her Mom and Nana would go to Bingo every week at the local Church. It was before the no-smoking in public places laws and she remembers it being really smoky. Everybody would really concentrate and you would be SO SURE your number would be picked for the big Jackpot!!
Memories of Bingo!
The Bingo hall was packed and smokey
Get your cards and don't be pokey.
The pros get the extra card
Their special daubers they really guard.
They can play and chain smoke
They'll keep on going till their broke.
Is it I-20 or B-11?
If you win, it's like heaven!
Today is also Brian's Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
We're THANKFUL that the record-breaking HOTS have gone away (for now) and for the nice temps that let us do some window wiffin'
yes we agree... impossible to imagine a bingo hall without smoke from cigarettes LOL
ReplyDeleteThat was a fun poem! We tend to get stuck on I-85 here MOL! Thanks for joining the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
ReplyDeleteB-I-N-G-O!!!!
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Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
Great poem. Playing Bingo is a fun things to do. You all have a fantastic day.
ReplyDeleteThat was a great poem.XO
ReplyDeleteWell done Bravo!!! Appaws!! don't be pokey love it
ReplyDeleteHugs Cecilia
What a great poem!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE THAT POEM! I do!!!! xx
ReplyDeletetotal lee awesum poem today guyz......mom did grate !! de FSG haz played a few timez; never won but it waz still fun :) ♥♥
ReplyDeleteOH yes, says Mom. She too went with her mother and the smoke was horrible. Dad said Mom reeked of smoke when she came home even though they always sat in the "nonsmoking" area.
ReplyDeleteNice poetry work!
Woos - Lightning, Misty, and Timber
Oh yes! Mom says she forgot about all that smoke....it was important you came with plenty cigarettes for the entire evening too. Interesting memories from everyone today who did a poem about Bingo. LOL
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Hugs, Teddy
Happy Thankful Thursday. We loved the poem that you shared. Never a big bingo player when I was younger, but now play every summer for a charity. It's a really fun time. Thanks for sharing. Have a wonderful day.
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Great poem! Mom Paula doesn't remember going to too many Bingo games when she was younger, but she remembers smoke everywhere when they'd go out.
ReplyDeleteGreat job with poem. We don't hear much about Bingo anymore. Guess they probably still play at senior centers and churches. Sawyer sends Noelle some purrs, and Mau sends Allie bazillions of smooches and all his love. XOCK, angel Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, angel Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo, Cooper Murphy and Sawyer p.s. Sharon, this Captcha thing is driving me insane. It makes me go through ten screens at least!
ReplyDeleteI remember those thick clouds of smoke everywhere, not just Bingo Halls, but in cafes, cinemas, pubs, everywhere! Evenings out are so much better with no ciggie haze. Great poem too.
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