A young man decided it was time to visit his folks in Pakistan
He'd spent 10 long years in England and was now quite a wealthy man.
He'd started off with a corner shop and it took off rather well
So he'd opened up a couple more and future? Who can tell?
But his father's interest lay elsewhere he said: "My son, I've got to say"
"Do you still practice our religion?"
"I don't want you to stray."
The son said: "My dear father"
"Please set your fears at rest"
"I still practise our religion"
"And treat it as the best"
"But over there in England"
"I must say there's quite a few"
There's Catholics, Protestants, Baptists, Redemptorists and the occasional Jew"
But there's another religion over there started up some time ago
Millions practice it every day
It's name? It's called: bingo!
"Bingo," said his father
That's a new one, I must say
"Tell me, do they practice it like we do?"
"Do they kneel like us and pray?"
"Oh, no, they sit at tables"
"It's really rather funny"
They sit and stare at their prayer cards (which cost a lot of money)
Then their priest calls out some numbers
From one to nine-o ninety
Someone calls out bingo!
And the rest shout: God Almighty!