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Golf Poems & Verse
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02.15.08Golf Haikuplaying through the green challenges and frustration the love of the game ripping the big dog ball flies high against the sky meat of the fairway Continue Reading...
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01.20.08Just Another Little Little Golf LimerickThere once was a golfer who stuck it So close to the hole he could suck it Right back and in It'd make your head spin; Wish you'd known when you bet how he struck it.
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12.22.07A Golfer’s Night Before ChristmasTwas the night before Christmas, when all through the green Not a golfer was stirring, not even one seen. The golf gloves were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that a tee time soon would be theirs. Little duffers were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of birdies danced in their heads. My friend in her visor, and I in my cap, Had just stored our clubs for a long winter’s nap. With the course frozen over and no one about, I was walking alone when I heard someone shout. Away down the tenth fairway I ran in a flash, but I slipped on some ice and ...
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09.26.07A Golfer’s LamentWeather forecast for the day Was perfect; I just had to play! And so I planned to call in sick, Book a time and grab my sticks. I caught up on my household chores, Weeded, raked, cleaned up outdoors. Looking forward to the tee Something I did not foresee; Yard work made my back go out And waste my sick day on the couch.
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09.05.07A Limerick On GolfI once found the zone, I was hot; Eight holes without missing a shot. Then came the ninth green, A disastrous scene. Shoot par on the front? I guess not. My tee shot was totally yanked. As my ball hit the rough my heart sank. I miss hit a chip with a bad chilly dip and I knew that my golf game had tanked. One shot at a time, they say; A thought that is hard to obey. Once I start thinking, Soon I am peeking And throwing my back nine away. It seems that my swing just goes missing. Perhaps I should take up bass fishing. It's such a shame It makes me insane This driving and ...
