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Be A Better Putter Be A Better Putter Was with naughty iron that is a nine, Which some say has become benign; Balls seem to be slow as molasses; Do need to take many more classes. From golf course she would be cut; Played never learning how to putt, And you should see her terrible scar, Received for not ever making par. Received setback and major mishap, When ball would end up in sand trap, And occurred a complete catastrophe; Drove ball hard from tee into a tree. To avoid all of the trash and clutter, She then tried to buy a better putter; Terrible putts did drive us all insane; On course brain and golf bag remain. Jim Horn

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Date: 9/13/2020 9:42:00 AM
Just need a few lessons. SK
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James Horn
Date: 3/9/2023 10:06:00 AM
This is my best read poem.

Book: Shattered Sighs