Funeral Poems For A Bingo Player: "BINGO!"
My mum's playing Bingo in heaven
With a happy smile on her face
If she'd known there was a Bingo hall in heaven
She'd have looked more forward to the place
Past 78 and heaven's gate
It's 83 and time for tea
With 61 and a baker's bun
And no queue for the lavatory
After 41 and time for fun
She's won with 54 and wiped the floor
I really do thank my lucky stars
My mum landed in heaven instead of on mars
(This poem can be personalised by substituting the word mum with wife, sister, granny, grandma, friend or actual name to give you what you are looking for).
The story behind this funeral poem can be found on our Comments page together with a moving memorial poem Number’s Up by Rebecca Spilsbury...which starts:
I loved going to bingo
And seeing all my chums
I’d listen out for numbers
Hoping they would be the ones...
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