Rummikub

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    Rummikub

    I can remember a time playing a game
    with two older ladies from dawn and dusk
    one of them saying "dumb me"
    and it can be quite by at times.
    will always be playing in their head
    and dreaming about numbers all through the night
    when the afternoon comes time for the game.
    sometimes cannot always win
    and dreading to play a next game
    always laughing and thinking
    for the next move and placing the tiles
    onto the table of fun
    helping out with the moves.
    Someone stopping by to see who wins
    and going back cause of the noise
    from drawing a number out of a bowl
    for the right number they need to lay down
    and say "I'm out."

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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