and the big ones he will eat My clothing to the land my slaves your city (pluarl) and the mountains That was in the morning he will see his servants in a tent and he will go out we will bless brothers They went and my brothers Our Soul Your donkey We fell My Sister nights when he called When it travelled I ate To his head and to your son You loved To his name They found Your hand you will eat and to your hand Their bread and to her head from your money (plural) and from their meat you will see and from their land You watched And to your name and the land you will bless from his hands When he stood When he spoke with this I spoke with money Our Cityt and my head you spoke And my Hands Their head They ate Our land we came to her son your voice (plural) Your son And my sister Like a bird and he will step up from your head And to his son from his clothes And to his hand I will make / do from small I worked we will eat to her mama he will rule We broke and the blessings from your blood I will sell You fell and my brother from his trees His donkey and to his head from their wine You dreamt when he saw we will rule and he will guard you ate and to her donkey To his Mama my eyes Our King and he will give I will command We will say We went down The slaves When he gave his donkeys from your land and the big ones he will eat My clothing to the land my slaves your city (pluarl) and the mountains That was in the morning he will see his servants in a tent and he will go out we will bless brothers They went and my brothers Our Soul Your donkey We fell My Sister nights when he called When it travelled I ate To his head and to your son You loved To his name They found Your hand you will eat and to your hand Their bread and to her head from your money (plural) and from their meat you will see and from their land You watched And to your name and the land you will bless from his hands When he stood When he spoke with this I spoke with money Our Cityt and my head you spoke And my Hands Their head They ate Our land we came to her son your voice (plural) Your son And my sister Like a bird and he will step up from your head And to his son from his clothes And to his hand I will make / do from small I worked we will eat to her mama he will rule We broke and the blessings from your blood I will sell You fell and my brother from his trees His donkey and to his head from their wine You dreamt when he saw we will rule and he will guard you ate and to her donkey To his Mama my eyes Our King and he will give I will command We will say We went down The slaves When he gave his donkeys from your land
(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.
and the big ones
he will eat
My clothing
to the land
my slaves
your city (pluarl)
and the mountains
That was
in the morning
he will see
his servants
in a tent
and he will go out
we will bless
brothers
They went
and my brothers
Our Soul
Your donkey
We fell
My Sister
nights
when he called
When it travelled
I ate
To his head
and to your son
You loved
To his name
They found
Your hand
you will eat
and to your hand
Their bread
and to her head
from your money (plural)
and from their meat
you will see
and from their land
You watched
And to your name
and the land
you will bless
from his hands
When he stood
When he spoke
with this
I spoke
with money
Our Cityt
and my head
you spoke
And my Hands
Their head
They ate
Our land
we came
to her son
your voice (plural)
Your son
And my sister
Like a bird
and he will step up
from your head
And to his son
from his clothes
And to his hand
I will make / do
from small
I worked
we will eat
to her mama
he will rule
We broke
and the blessings
from your blood
I will sell
You fell
and my brother
from his trees
His donkey
and to his head
from their wine
You dreamt
when he saw
we will rule
and he will guard
you ate
and to her donkey
To his Mama
my eyes
Our King
and he will give
I will command
We will say
We went down
The slaves
When he gave
his donkeys
from your land