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Golf Limerick

There was a man from faraway lands. He held a golf club in his right hand. He said this to me. What is that I see? No club in your mitt, or ball to hit. -For Contest Golf Limerick

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Date: 6/14/2016 7:53:00 AM
I enjoyed the light touch in your piece.... Congrats Donald, for having your piece featured in the Poetry Soup homepage!! ;-)
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Date: 4/12/2013 12:22:00 PM
Yeah! Tight.. Love it~ A.O
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Date: 4/8/2013 6:12:00 PM
cute, you captured all the golf limerick any one could want
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Date: 4/4/2013 5:18:00 PM
Dear Donald, Hey did this guy play golf in New England? I think I caddyed for him at a Golf Resort Years ago. I have no Limericks in my repetoire.I know understand how to write them but I enjoy reading them. Excellently done.With LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Liege...Harry
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