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I am the game that’s hard to appreciate outside of elementary, or foreign language class in high school I want to be your bingo The excitement you get over luck The small but sweet surprise prize and the twinkle in those eyes, all over a few (phone) numbers and (love) letters I am the game that is often neglected until one realizes adding monetary value makes everything worth risking but the truth is Honey I won’t always pay out
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
Bingo
I am the game that’s hard to appreciate outside of elementary, or foreign language class in high school I want to be your bingo The excitement you get over luck The small but sweet surprise prize and the twinkle in those eyes, all over a few (phone) numbers and (love) letters I am the game that is often neglected until one realizes adding monetary value makes everything worth risking but the truth is Honey I won’t always pay out
tessa-tomlin
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
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