Their bread You loved and my brothers And my Hands and my brother and he will step up They went Like a bird When he stood The slaves Our King we came from your money (plural) and the land My Sister you will see and to your hand and from their meat To his head he will eat and to her donkey We went down His donkey when he saw To his name You watched and from their land We broke When he gave brothers to the land My clothing when he called Their head from their wine your city (pluarl) Your donkey we will rule your voice (plural) you spoke and he will go out I ate When he spoke and to her head When it travelled and he will give and he will guard you will bless and the blessings I worked nights from small in the morning in a tent he will rule you will eat from your blood and the big ones he will see we will bless his servants to her mama I will command Our Cityt And to your name You dreamt you ate from his clothes my eyes Our land with this from his hands and the mountains from your head to her son They ate You fell Your son They found I spoke and my head We will say To his Mama we will eat We fell I will make / do And my sister That was Our Soul And to his hand and to his head my slaves with money his donkeys and to your son from his trees from your land And to his son Your hand I will sell Their bread You loved and my brothers And my Hands and my brother and he will step up They went Like a bird When he stood The slaves Our King we came from your money (plural) and the land My Sister you will see and to your hand and from their meat To his head he will eat and to her donkey We went down His donkey when he saw To his name You watched and from their land We broke When he gave brothers to the land My clothing when he called Their head from their wine your city (pluarl) Your donkey we will rule your voice (plural) you spoke and he will go out I ate When he spoke and to her head When it travelled and he will give and he will guard you will bless and the blessings I worked nights from small in the morning in a tent he will rule you will eat from your blood and the big ones he will see we will bless his servants to her mama I will command Our Cityt And to your name You dreamt you ate from his clothes my eyes Our land with this from his hands and the mountains from your head to her son They ate You fell Your son They found I spoke and my head We will say To his Mama we will eat We fell I will make / do And my sister That was Our Soul And to his hand and to his head my slaves with money his donkeys and to your son from his trees from your land And to his son Your hand I will sell
(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.
Their bread
You loved
and my brothers
And my Hands
and my brother
and he will step up
They went
Like a bird
When he stood
The slaves
Our King
we came
from your money (plural)
and the land
My Sister
you will see
and to your hand
and from their meat
To his head
he will eat
and to her donkey
We went down
His donkey
when he saw
To his name
You watched
and from their land
We broke
When he gave
brothers
to the land
My clothing
when he called
Their head
from their wine
your city (pluarl)
Your donkey
we will rule
your voice (plural)
you spoke
and he will go out
I ate
When he spoke
and to her head
When it travelled
and he will give
and he will guard
you will bless
and the blessings
I worked
nights
from small
in the morning
in a tent
he will rule
you will eat
from your blood
and the big ones
he will see
we will bless
his servants
to her mama
I will command
Our Cityt
And to your name
You dreamt
you ate
from his clothes
my eyes
Our land
with this
from his hands
and the mountains
from your head
to her son
They ate
You fell
Your son
They found
I spoke
and my head
We will say
To his Mama
we will eat
We fell
I will make / do
And my sister
That was
Our Soul
And to his hand
and to his head
my slaves
with money
his donkeys
and to your son
from his trees
from your land
And to his son
Your hand
I will sell