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Losing At Mah Jongg

I didn’t win at Mah Jongg, Losing every single game, But nonetheless I’d say That I enjoyed it all the same. To sit around with friends and schmooze And then to break some bread – There aren’t many things that I’d Prefer to do instead. Though often I’m competitive, With Mah Jongg I am not. I’m really not too good at it, But give it all I’ve got. So even if I have a day Where losing is my fate, I still look forward very much To my next Mah Jongg date.

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Maurice Rigoler

Date: 1/20/2016 8:53:00 PM

I had to look up what this game was. Now I know. I confess my total lack of interest (and competence) is games of this kind and cards in particular. I did play poker in the military and won some handsome money too! As usual your writing is clean and crisp and easily understood – that's a gift you never want to lose. Thanks for the stop. / M

Robert Johnson

Date: 1/19/2016 11:46:00 AM

You sit around with all your friends. And play the game until it ends. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. But truly, you do know, there's no one else's shoe's you'd choose.

Matthew Anish

Date: 1/18/2016 5:46:00 PM

I used to be an avid chess player - I have never played Mah Jongg (yet). Games area a great way to relax as you show so clearly with your words. Went to a Reform service last Friday at the Village Temple. It was different. B'Shlaom Matthew Anish