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from always under to mostly over

Ode to the Senior Golfer Pitch and putt I never worried about ‘cause all my drives were long and stout Now off the tee it doesn’t fly so far And all I can do is hope for par On my card 3’s are 4’s and 4’s became 5 Oh how I long for a 300 yard drive It’s only a game, some say unkind But it grabs at your heart and messes your mind It’s only a game still others proclaim Front nine was fun, the back nine shame So before I tee, I ask my Lord Just once put my name atop the leader board Now it’s early to bed so I can dream Of birdies and eagles and a jacket that’s green Written by my caddy Sir Duffy Mulligan FOUR!

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