Mike the Golfer
Mike had some time to play a game of golf
so he and a friend went for the great tee off
Mike set that little ball right on top of the tee
he thought a hole in one this surely would be
He drew the club back to take a great swing
but all of a sudden man he felt a great sting
He fell to the ground and he knew right away
something was wrong and he could not play
one more round of golf the pain was to great
just get me to the hospital before it's to late
Now the moral of this story Mike listen this day
get a pair of high top boots before you go play
Dedicated to my friend Mike
he broke his ankle while playing golf
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