Justin Time Poet Limerick

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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Jan Allison October 28, 2014 at 6:18 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

Dorian Petersen Potter October 28, 2014 at 5:35 PM I liked this. Justin, it looks like you're having fun with golf. ;) xxxx D.