The Beast
Anna-Varney Cantodea
You have to roll a six to enter your body into play
No other number will do
But if you cannot get it done
Your turn then simply passes on
To the one next in line
After three sixes in a row
You can't go on like this anymore
Four of the same passes on the turn
When you come to a plain square
And someone is already there
You may have to take his place
Sometimes, though you thought it through
There is just no way to move
