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I really am a golfer

I really am a golfer And let me tell you why Its only when I swing a club I really feel alive I really am a golfer And take my driver out I swing my club and hit the ball As hard and I have might I really and a golfer My ball is in the rough I swing my metal 3 real hard To find the grass is tuff I really am a golfer My ball goes 50 ft. It’s out the rough and in the sand And buried very deep I really am a golfer I take my sand wedge out I open up the face of it And swing it with a clout I really am a golfer My ball is on the green I swing the putter in an arc With boggy on the seen I really am a Golfer My put goes 10ft past I’m looking at a double But the Green is just too fast I really am a golfer The balls beside the cup I make it in the center And my friends they call it luck

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Date: 10/28/2014 6:18:00 PM
I attempted to play golf a few years back - i had an amazing handicap ... i couldn't hit the blooming ball! great write:-) hugs Jan xx
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Date: 10/28/2014 5:35:00 PM
I liked this. Justin, it looks like you're having fun with golf. ;) xxxx D.
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