Flog Is An Apt Anagram of Golf
I’d watched the ‘Open’ and the 'Masters'
And thought that l’d give golf a try
I hired some clubs and little white balls
From the tee I hoped my ball would sail high
I lined up perfectly and took a swing
But the ball stayed on that little blue tee
I tried again and missed it once more
I was a laughing stock for all to see!
If questioned about my handicap
I’d smile and say I don’t have one at all
The only real problem that I have is
I can’t hit the ruddy golf ball!
A true story!
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Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2017
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