There’s a group of men that weekly meet,

To shoot the bull and then compete,

Across the felt lined slated surface,

Cue in hand to win their purpose,

Lagging for the breaking honor,

Ball busting as the cue ball wanders,

Watching as he takes his best shot,

Sinking balls into each pocket,

Using English, banking, masse’,

Carom shots off balls where they lay,

Playing eight ball - (one fifteen),

Making called shots nice and clean,

Nine ball rotation and one “O” one,

Marty’s game that’s lots of fun.

We’ve even got some women players,

Shooting well these billiard neighbors.

Who are these guy and gals that shoot?,

We’ll sign below to tell the truth,

And hang this up upon the wall,

For future shooters

                                        To recall.