The Bocce Players

F Francis Duggan
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In the all weather crushed rock surfaced shade covered bocce playing square they meet every day To play bocce for a few hours the men from far away A sort of bowls game that some Italians like to play It is each to their own as some are known to say Between games they sit at the park picnic table for to drink and dine Nothing better with a nice pizza than a glass of red or white wine And recall with nostalgia in their native tongue Their first home places in Italy when they were young Among many Italians the bond of community and culture is strong Their music is of Italy as well as their song At the friends and family gathering they know how to celebrate When they drink, dance and make merry such joy they do create There is laughter and joy when the bocce players come to play Their favorite game in the bocce playing square every day.

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