From Always Under To Mostly Over
Ode to the Senior Golfer
Pitch and putt I never worried about
‘cause all my drives were long and stout
Now off the tee it doesn’t fly so far
And all I can do is hope for par
On my card 3’s are 4’s and 4’s became 5
Oh how I long for a 300 yard drive
It’s only a game, some say unkind
But it grabs at your heart and messes your mind
It’s only a game still others proclaim
Front nine was fun, the back nine shame
So before I tee, I ask my Lord
Just once put my name atop the leader board
Now it’s early to bed so I can dream
Of birdies and eagles and a jacket that’s green
Written by my caddy
Sir Duffy Mulligan
FOUR!
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Copyright © Warner Baxter | Year Posted 2014
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