Clickety-click

Clickety-Click

Clickety-click the bingo-caller shouts

To the room of hardened punters

A phrase that needs no translation

But he does it anyway

A number that, on its own, has no importance

Only insofar as it relates to many others

As everyone hungrily seeks to complete their Line

Or looks to fill their House

 

This Mecca for devotees

Absorbs the scores on the doors

Coming now in fast succession

In a rapid rolling random ritual

Where no-one takes the time to look up

Or to notice any number above the next

 

We’re all in the Top Rank now

Where soon it’ll be Sunset Strip

Then, before you know it, Two Fat Ladies

And finally Top of the House

Before the winning cry goes up

And, subject to checking,

Another session’s done and dusted

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