Bogey
When it comes to golf, I am such a sap.
I hate it whenever my ball is in a sand trap.
It’s bad enough when I either hook or slice.
I am aware that my swing does not look nice.
How I would like to shave points off my game.
What I do out on the course will bring me shame.
The word I hate most is “bogey”.
I don’t want to hear it when it is said around me.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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