Do Not Tease Richie During Old Maid
My brother Richie used to turn into a loon when he got the old Maid.
His face would turn red, scarlet, plum, and a bright fuchsia shade.
The rest of us would know, and we could not stop laughing at him.
The one who laughed the hardest was our crazy Uncle, Weird Jim.
Weird Jim tormented Richie after he got the dreaded Old Maid card.
Mom tried to warn him, because Richie got angry terribly fast and hard.
He ran after Uncle Jimi with his head down like a bull, and ran into a wall.
We now have a head dent in the dry wall, and Mom is on a doctor’s call.
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