I got this made up refrain stuck in my head the other day in the shower and decided to write a couple verses around it. The rhyming works pretty well, but the rhythm is a bit odd. I can sing a crappy version of it, which is all that counts, I guess.
The Bingo Hall Murders
She was jealous and she was outraged She hadn't won a dime She was tired of hearing, "Maybe next time?" That night's big fat winner Was the late Mrs. Jane Who had a broken hip and walked with a cane Her jealousy grew and set fire to Her And with that her thoughts turned to Murder They found the body late the next day Poor Mrs. Jane beaten by her cane Refrain: Beware, Old Lady, The next time you go, When someone shouts out "Bingo!" Warning! Lookout! For of that person, it might be the last thing you know The police had too many suspects For their old Ms. Doe They needed more leads to hunt this foe The case was left open They had not a clue Even after the finding of crazy Mrs. Rue They found her in their own parking lot Lying in a pile of her own bingo spots The police warned all the Halls They said to take care, For this was neither a hoax nor a scare [Refrain] They say She went across the country From Hall to Hall Sweeping her gaze from Wall to Wall The winner those nights Was not a winner for long That's why I'm singing this awful song So that the next game of Bingo You just might know That the person beside you Just might be Her So be prepared and be aware... [Refrain]