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. . . . . . MMM - TD - MMIX . . . . . .
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Mike Mad Monk pretends to be insane,
He talks to himself and talks back again.
But he truly is mad, it's there in his name,
And reason is simple: Backgammon is to blame.
For most men it's stress from "the trouble and strife",
But Mike doesn't want one; Backgammon is his life.
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He used to be a man with a mike and some maps,
Calling to taxis, interrupting their naps,
Telling them to go, pick up a new fare,
But he jacked that all in when one day he did dare
To put all his effort into Backgammon Clubs,
All of which meet up in fine Londons pubs.
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He's a tourney director; he's best of breed.
Innovation and service - just part of his creed.
He invented a format; the Tric Trac Tourno,
It puts emphasis, lots, on Go Gammon, Go! Go!!
It's fast and it's furious, it's loads of fun,
And he's the creator. Mad Mike's the one.
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He's a man full of love, Mike has got a big heart,
He creates such great tourneys, you'll want to take part,
He wants fun for his punters, gives his all to that aim,
So that people think "Backgammon, I like it. Great game!"
For players at his tourneys, he creates a great vibe.
'Cos it's not just the game. With Mike, it's the tribe.
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