SCRABBLE WITH UNCLE JACK

 
Uncle Jack was master of the board 
When it came to Scrabble he was adored
Long words he knew and triple scores
A nice way to spend time with him indoors 

I could never beat him come what may
That all changed though the other day 
I started with a word Jack shook his head
That's not a word is what Jack said 

In the dictionary the word was there 
Fifty two points for me so I didn't care 
Jack was in trouble his tiles were poor 
He replied with a very low score 

My turn next and I was really on fire 
Forty seven points could have been higher
Jack responded his score was really low 
Saved by Auntie May said he must go 

Fair play to Jack he's gracious in defeat 
One of the nicest men you could ever meet
Jack died last night I'm afraid in his sleep 
My memories of Scrabble I will forever keep