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