The stage was set for an evening of fun and games for this troupe of young dice tossing hoodlums. Bright eyed and filled with glee, as the fateful day approached. Trouble was afoot and it was not good, nothing good comes from such activity.
Just fun and games? Shall our youth falter?
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do now wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster indicated
By the presence of a evil dice in your community.
Ya got trouble, my friend, right here,
I say, trouble right here in Sandy City.
Why sure I'm a player,
Certainly mighty proud I say
I'm always mighty proud to say it.
I consider that the hours I spend
With a cue in my hand are golden.
Help you cultivate horse sense
And a cool head and a keen eye.
Never take and try to give
An iron-clad leave to yourself
From a three-roll bunco toss?
Well cool heads prevailed and the authorities ruled, no Bunco here, not in Sandy City!
2 comments:
So, you are saying you are not allowed to play Bunco for your mutual activity? What a bummer! Why is it banned? That's always been a favorite. :)
It's trouble my friend, trouble you see right here in Sandy City!
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