hands clasped in fervent prayer mud baths in the name of becoming clean the horror- show of fire- scorched sidewalks towering cacti, regal and terrifying "te amo mucho, mijito" a deal struck in the dead of night grave debts unreconciled burnt tortillas and untouched beans soft touch and serrated words rough brown hands toiling mid-day the brick wall that punched me back top secret besos the deepest blue of Unseen seas neat piles of nervously gnawed off fingernails tongues never gifted me by my Mother "I don't think I ever, in fact, returned home" the lake where I was baptized all in white sudden showers of silver rain pick-up trucks and plywood beds treasure under my nana's porch promises left full of yearning the long, long, looooong way around the cherry tree that looked like God the land of big love if you can wait a while hands clasped in fervent prayer mud baths in the name of becoming clean the horror- show of fire- scorched sidewalks towering cacti, regal and terrifying "te amo mucho, mijito" a deal struck in the dead of night grave debts unreconciled burnt tortillas and untouched beans soft touch and serrated words rough brown hands toiling mid-day the brick wall that punched me back top secret besos the deepest blue of Unseen seas neat piles of nervously gnawed off fingernails tongues never gifted me by my Mother "I don't think I ever, in fact, returned home" the lake where I was baptized all in white sudden showers of silver rain pick-up trucks and plywood beds treasure under my nana's porch promises left full of yearning the long, long, looooong way around the cherry tree that looked like God the land of big love if you can wait a while
(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.
hands clasped in fervent prayer
mud baths in the name of becoming clean
the horror-show of fire-scorched sidewalks
towering cacti, regal and terrifying
"te amo mucho, mijito"
a deal struck in the dead of night
grave debts unreconciled
burnt tortillas and untouched beans
soft touch and serrated words
rough brown hands toiling mid-day
the brick wall that punched me back
top secret besos
the deepest blue of Unseen seas
neat piles of nervously gnawed off fingernails
tongues never gifted me by my Mother
"I don't think I ever, in fact, returned home"
the lake where I was baptized all in white
sudden showers of silver rain
pick-up trucks and plywood beds
treasure under my nana's porch
promises left full of yearning
the long, long, looooong way around
the cherry tree that looked like God
the land of big love if you can wait a while