Three hours later, the Patreidae were

At their wits� end. They were low on supplies,

And their best territories had been lost.

It looked as if the Hojans would prevail,

Though still our heroes did their best to try

And lure them onto Meridian ground.

Finally, only one stronghold remained

For our embattled heroes: the hotel

On Baltic Avenue still loomed above.

But Briam�s top hat happened then to land

On Park Place, home of four hotels that were

Held by the Hojans. Briam now was out,

And had to play the banker. None remained

Of Patreus� clan, save Melinaus

And her small scotty dog, the Water Works,

And the stronghold on Baltic. The next turn,

The Hojan racecar landed on the space

Labeled "Free Parking"; Hojans took the cash

That rested in the center of the board.

The Patreidae balked, and called a foul:

Nowhere in standard rules did it allow

For random plund�ring of Community

Chest funds.

And cut down all the citizens of Hoy

And stole their women, sold their kids as slaves,

Ate their unfinished meals, watched their TV,

Messed up their beds, though no one really cared

Since they were all dead. Anyhoo...