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There was a pair 
Both having creative flair 
Then another two 
Having nothing to do 
Twins on two wheels 
Looking for a steal 
No need for a club 
Being in the woods with these guys who were studs 
Partying at the lake 
Spending what they make 
Not thinking this is a mistake 
A DJ was not there 
No one cared 
Dancing the four 
Ignoring she walked out the door 
Searching for Leprechaun green 
Wearing tight tailored made blue jeans 
Eyeing to purchase a Porsche 
This film work was par for the course
Acting like a driving wedge 
She did something behind the hedge 
To get out of the rough 
Her emotions taking rejection real tough 
Using a cobra iron 
As a warning siren 
Stroking the little white ball 
Making sure she made the call 
A fair way to handle a difficult situation 
Getting a good lay and position 
Into the bunker it did land 
A sandy hazard needing to get out of a jam 
With a little twist and grip that was firm 
At first the cable television gallery showed their concern
It reached its goal 
Sinking into the hole 
All this happen when she was asleep 
From out of nowhere was the underwater creep 
Nothing much after that 
For the Princess brat 
Champion players enjoy the Seminole skins 
Betting on who will win 
Take each match 
Where an eagle or birdie may hatch 
Like it is your last 
And remember your lucrative past 
Since science overnight can turn weird 
Spreading a viral infection revenge demanding fear 
In the end see the results on the card 
Digesting the negativity could be hard 
Especially on the back nine 
Marching in rhythmic time 
Knowing this is the chapter’s finale 
Realizing the positive tally 
As the golfing masters put up their cleats to hang 
One may ponder over that space drink orange Tang 
Promiscuous Miss Samantha Lane does look like Danielle Kang

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