Golfers Beware
If a golfer who’s clumsy and falls
Loses grip on the clubs that he hauls
He might trip on a trap
With some wood in his lap
And have problems in finding his balls!
* this is my original poem, which doesn't conform
to the contest syllable count. i like it better, though!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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