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Nice! Makes sense both ways.
ReplyDeleteFLN, Misty & Co. ~
ReplyDeleteDid nobody decode my “poise” & “grills” wordplay yesterday?
Sandy?
Today’s response:
In youth Max played a gentleman’s game.
As he matured, he traded it for a real gambler’s vice,
a “game” that could matter so much, it was sometimes thought to be a…
“Source of Crime!”
Max’s fever for dominoes crested in his late teen years.
The thrill of clearing tiles reduced, as he & his peers
found favor with taking the kitty in their preferred poker hand—stud.
He knew the tiles might lead to tears, but the cards could end in blood.
~ OMK
"Great Party"
ReplyDeleteThe cook asked us a favor,
to savor his pot-roast's flavor.
He made the request in jest
to test our helpfulness crest.
Later on our host let us know
that we could play domino.
He offered this as an excuse
to help our nervousness reduce.
It worked, and we were soon in our prime,
and ready to have a good time.
And so the party was on a fun course
that we were now happy to endorse.
OMK, not unless you meant boys and girls??
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ReplyDelete“Bing,” as we say,
“Go!” Sandy!
Many thanks. I feared it was lost in the Japanese format.
And thanks for posting your formula for a festive atmosphere, Misty . I get how the host’s prompt of domino can loosen stiffs, but just why a cook would treat a flavor test as a joke is a mystery.
Maybe the roast was basted with copious cups of muscatel? Is that it?
Or maybe Wild Turkey? Heheheh.
They’d be ready for mask-and-cape Domino, New Orleans style, for sure!
~ OMK