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Golf Putter That Did Sputter

Golf Putter That Did Sputter Have naughty eight iron and a nine That are starting to become benign; My small balls were slow as molasses; Did decide to take a couple of classes. From whole, entire course soon got cut Because I never learned how to putt, And should have seen the horrible scar When they beat me for not making par. Then golf game suffered a major mishap Balls ended up being in smooth sand trap; Was an incredible, complete catastrophe Had hit ball hard from tee into a tree. Wanted to replace old one which did sputter, But I never could find another better putter; On course, well-cared dead corpse remains; All those terrible drives drove them insane. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet River Sea Plantation Bolivia, NC

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Date: 3/9/2023 10:01:00 AM
Greatest golf poem that I ever wrote.
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