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You’re in Palm Springs, not much to do 
But golf and get some sun
Hop on a cart, still almost dark
Get out and have some fun

Line up your shot, you’re feeling hot
You try hard not to push
But half the time, like you were blind
It ends up in the bush

You curse and swear like no one’s there
Dig up a chunk of dirt
You hit a house, feel like a louse 
Thank God no one was hurt

You hack around, rip up the ground
The hole seems ’way too small
You miss your shot and swear a lot
This is no fun at all

Every shot’s worse than the last 
No matter how you try
They don’t go where you want them
It makes you wanna cry

Your buddies laugh, you stand and chaff
You ask them what’s so funny
They grin and say, “Looks like today
You owe us lots of money”

Finally when you make a shot
You think you’re getting hotter
You rip the next shot long and hard
Straight into the water

Every shot makes someone smile
Somehow it’s never you
A foursome comes up from behind 	
Asks if they could play through

You shank and pull you slash and slice
You finally get around
The only part that you enjoy 
Is when you’re homeward bound

You practice ‘til the sun goes down
Determined not to fail
The more you try the worse it gets
You just groove your slash and flail

Today I had a real good day
I’m happy as could be
Had lots of fun, me and my Hon
Stayed home and watched TV

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Date: 12/6/2013 8:46:00 AM
I thought it would all end up at 19th Hole! Lovely shot!
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Date: 12/2/2013 6:40:00 PM
It seems like your poetry's better than your golf game. Fun write, and can I say Palm Springs makes me drool coz I'm over 1000 miles north of there.
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Date: 12/2/2013 3:58:00 PM
I am glad to read such wonderful poetry Vic..Excellent.
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Date: 12/2/2013 10:38:00 AM
The simple pleasures of it all! This was an enjoyable read, Vic! :)
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