(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.
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A cold coming we had of it, / Just the worst time of the year
/ For a journey, and such a long journey: / The ways deep and the weather sharp, / The very dead of winter.”
“For Thine is the Kingdom”
Six o’clock”, “At four and five and six o’clock”
“In the room the women come and go / Talking of Michelangelo.”
“In this last of meeting places / We grope together / And avoid speech
/ Gathered on this beach of the tumid river”
A cold coming we had of it, / Just the worst time of the year
/ For a journey, and such a long journey: / The ways deep and the weather sharp, / The very dead of winter.”
The last twist of the knife”
You had such a vision of the street / As the street hardly understands;”
“His soul stretched tight across the skies”
The burnt-out ends of smoky days”
“Life is very long / Between the desire / And the spasm / Between the potency / And the existence
The moon has lost her memory.”
“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons”
Like a paitent etherized upon the table
And newspapers from vacant lots; / The showers beat / On broken blinds and chimney-pots,“
A cold coming we had of it, / Just the worst time of the year
/ For a journey, and such a long journey: / The ways deep and the weather sharp, / The very dead of winter.”
The cities hostile and the towns unfriendly”
“I do not think that they will sing to me…. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea / By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
/ Till human voices wake us, and we drown.”
“You tossed a blanket from the bed, / You lay upon your back, and waited; / You dozed, and watched the night revealing“
“There will be time, there will be time / To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet; / There will be time to murder and create,”
“S’io credesse che mia risposta fosse / A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, / Questa flamma staria senza piu scosse. / Ma percioche giammai di questo Fondo / Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero, / Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.”
The thousand sordid images / Of which your soul was constituted; / They flickered against the ceiling.”
The yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes”
Every street lamp that I pass / Beats like a fatalistic drum,”
“No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do”
“The street lamp said, “Regard that woman / Who hesitates towards you in the light of the door”
