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Wrecks On the Nine

Tom took a day off for golf to play His game should have been simpler croquet Bruised head and scraped knees His cart like swiss cheese Wrecks on the nine, decides game's risque Inspired by Craig Cornish's Contest Not an entry..... Written: April 1, 2013

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Victoria Anderson-Throop

Date: 4/18/2013 10:33:00 AM

love the rhyme of croquet and risque! Lots of fun....by the way, thanks for being such a faithful reader of my work...your comments are always welcome!

Jon A Cavanaugh

Date: 4/5/2013 10:13:00 PM

enjoyed this limerick. Thank you.

Robert Johnson

Date: 4/2/2013 4:45:00 PM

Wow, Tom sounds pretty wild. :)

Painted Hunter

Date: 4/2/2013 9:56:00 AM

Sarah...I've had a couple of crashes on the course...haha. Good one.

Jack Horne

Date: 4/1/2013 10:38:00 AM

lol, good one, Sara

Russell Sivey

Date: 4/1/2013 6:04:00 AM

Ha ha, you have such humor my friend! I love that word, risque, not much good comes out of that word I'm afraid...but there is a lot of humor within it though! I believe the funniest part of you poem has to be the cart looking like swiss cheese, that is hilarious! I don't know much about golf, but I can imagine that being something that they hit often...if they aren't that good! This is a fabulous write my friend, I loved reading it this morning! You have enlightened me with this Great Work!!