Norwegian Farmer’s Son…August 6th


POEM – “Bored On The Board” by N. Elliott Noorlun

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Elliott was not interested, at all, in board games.

When it comes to board games, You can count me out,  I tend to get bored on the board.

There’s not a competitive bone in my “bod”,   And I couldn’t care less who scored.

Cartoon illustration of a boy running with a football.
Silly old ball.

I guess I take after, My dear old Dad,  Who saw all games as a waste.

“For grown men to chase, A silly old ball”,  Was his usual stinging lambaste. 😉

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Elliott enjoyed reading a book much more than playing a game.

When games were brought forth, I usually went out, To find something else to do.

Strategy wasn’t my thing, And it held no zing,  As it did for the rest of the crew.

I’d pick up a book, And find a good nook, To get lost in the tales of a story.

I’d read of adventures, Way back before dentures,  With all of their riches and glory.

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An old movie for Elliott.

While the rest of the clan were arguing,  Over who got the highest point,

I’d plug in a movie, From Silver Screen days, And have the best fun in the joint.

And if push came to shove, I would go outside,  To gaze at the flowers by hours.

Rather than listen to the gamers a hissin’,  And hear how their gaming went sours.

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Elliott enjoyed playing USA Trivia or Bible Trivia games.

A few table top, Exceptions there were,  To get this dad to play game.

To relay information, ‘Bout Bible or Nation,  Was a target at which I could aim.

Those games I did win, Most handily,  I was sponge when it came to a fact.

If it has to be heard, I’m just a fact nerd,  In the way that I sleep, play and act.  😉

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