Lets Have a Scrabble Tournament
Let’s have a scrabble tournament! The activity director said.
Let’s not! Yelled an old man. His face turned all red.
Only two wanted to do it, they used to teach school.
I play for blood one said, I am nobody’s fool!
This is a game for fun, not blood, the director said.
The two ex-teachers laughed, one shook out her head.
No one else was enthusiastic, so the three began to play.
You are a cheat! I will not play you! Yelled out Miss May.
Miss Pat was angry now, she threw the board all over the floor.
This was not the end of it, she chased May out the door.
They were yelling and screaming and throwing tiles about.
This was their last scrabble tournament, without a doubt.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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