Mighty One @ Celebrity Stag (power uno at starbucks)

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True, this is a day late, but hey..creativity was never meant to be rushed. So without further ado…ladies, here is your poem:

Ode to Mighty One

Up to the table they creep, in a wide array of colors

Beckoning all to gather around, this game unlike all the others

The cards get shuffled, passed around in groups of seven

I wonder if they will have this game in heaven?

 

 

The colors are sorted, the minds are racing

The rookie at the table has no idea what they are facing

Seems perfectly harmless to the spectator gazing on

But we all know, nothing can stop this PHENOMENON

 

 

Here we go, a card has been lead

Whats that? Someone is slapping their forehead!

Must have been an eight, the color of blue

The rookie was the last to slap, and they know what to do

 

 

On and on we go, sometimes for hours

Who knew this game would have so much power?

My head feels WOBBLY after all the slapping

But wait, the rookie won a hand and the people are clapping

 

 

I’m laughing so hard and feeling delirious

But one grumpy man is being CANTANKEROUS

The rain is falling, the storm is here

But inside Starbucks, we can do nothing but cheer

 

 

The night draws to a close, laughing so hard i’m cryin

And we made a new friend..his name is Brian

The rookie is hooked, the cards sucked her in

Very soon, Mighty One, we will meet again

 

 

Until then, I will count the days

Close at hand, in my car, the UNO deck stays

Before I go, this poet must tell the nations

Did you know nutmeg causes hallucinations?

 

 

 

 

 

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