by Jerry Ratch
When you finally arrive,
when you are bounced from Bingo
for calling out too many false Bingos,
may the mothers be there
to lift the children
off your soul.
May you see the fiery red word Psychic
above the doorway
underneath the green light above the lintel.
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Does Schrodinger play bingo?
Bingo! hahahahaha just kidding Bingo! hahahahaha... *
Love that image in the second stanza*
Great title.