At last,theyagreed todisagreeAndwatch himprobe hisway out "Thewillow islike anetchingHe is thevulture ofthe stateMy Captain doesnotanswer, his lips arepale and still’The gingkois leatheryas an oldbullI couldspend hourswalking inthe flowersThe ending isbittersweet,with both sidessufferinglosses.The teacherplanted theseeds ofwisdom"I say dropa mouseinto apoemThe beeswerebuzzing intheir hivesHe was dark,sinister, andcruel; she wasradiant,pleasant, andkind.We wad allour life upinto onelittle rollFor you theflag is flung -for you thebugle trillsTheflowersdanced inthe breezeBut all they wantto do is tie thepoem to a chairwith rope andtorture aconfession out if it.OhCaptain!MyCaptain!From forththe fatalloins ofthese twofoesI was talkingto a moth theothereveningWe crashedthe car and Ibroke myleg, but it’sno big dealI’d rather smellof musty, greenstench than ofsweet, fragrantlilacA feathercould’veknockedme overMy only lovesprung frommy onlyhate.A Pepsidelivery driverenjoys a niceCoca Cola onhis lunch breakOnce upon amidnight dreary,while Ipondered,weak andwearyThe port isnear, thebells I hear,the peopleall exultingHer mother,too, uponthis occasionfelt pleasingdistress.You wouldbe now asmallunsightlycinderIt’s rainingcats anddogsEven the skyshed tearswhenGandhiji diedThewillowdips in thewaterAt last,theyagreed todisagreeAndwatch himprobe hisway out "Thewillow islike anetchingHe is thevulture ofthe stateMy Captain doesnotanswer, his lips arepale and still’The gingkois leatheryas an oldbullI couldspend hourswalking inthe flowersThe ending isbittersweet,with both sidessufferinglosses.The teacherplanted theseeds ofwisdom"I say dropa mouseinto apoemThe beeswerebuzzing intheir hivesHe was dark,sinister, andcruel; she wasradiant,pleasant, andkind.We wad allour life upinto onelittle rollFor you theflag is flung -for you thebugle trillsTheflowersdanced inthe breezeBut all they wantto do is tie thepoem to a chairwith rope andtorture aconfession out if it.OhCaptain!MyCaptain!From forththe fatalloins ofthese twofoesI was talkingto a moth theothereveningWe crashedthe car and Ibroke myleg, but it’sno big dealI’d rather smellof musty, greenstench than ofsweet, fragrantlilacA feathercould’veknockedme overMy only lovesprung frommy onlyhate.A Pepsidelivery driverenjoys a niceCoca Cola onhis lunch breakOnce upon amidnight dreary,while Ipondered,weak andwearyThe port isnear, thebells I hear,the peopleall exultingHer mother,too, uponthis occasionfelt pleasingdistress.You wouldbe now asmallunsightlycinderIt’s rainingcats anddogsEven the skyshed tearswhenGandhiji diedThewillowdips in thewater

Untitled Bingo - Call List

(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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  1. At last, they agreed to disagree
  2. And watch him probe his way out "
  3. The willow is like an etching
  4. He is the vulture of the state
  5. My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still’
  6. The gingko is leathery as an old bull
  7. I could spend hours walking in the flowers
  8. The ending is bittersweet, with both sides suffering losses.
  9. The teacher planted the seeds of wisdom
  10. "I say drop a mouse into a poem
  11. The bees were buzzing in their hives
  12. He was dark, sinister, and cruel; she was radiant, pleasant, and kind.
  13. We wad all our life up into one little roll
  14. For you the flag is flung - for you the bugle trills
  15. The flowers danced in the breeze
  16. But all they want to do is tie the poem to a chair with rope and torture a confession out if it.
  17. Oh Captain! My Captain!
  18. From forth the fatal loins of these two foes
  19. I was talking to a moth the other evening
  20. We crashed the car and I broke my leg, but it’s no big deal
  21. I’d rather smell of musty, green stench than of sweet, fragrant lilac
  22. A feather could’ve knocked me over
  23. My only love sprung from my only hate.
  24. A Pepsi delivery driver enjoys a nice Coca Cola on his lunch break
  25. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary
  26. The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting
  27. Her mother, too, upon this occasion felt pleasing distress.
  28. You would be now a small unsightly cinder
  29. It’s raining cats and dogs
  30. Even the sky shed tears when Gandhiji died
  31. The willow dips in the water