The Truth Hurts

I'm a lonely golf ball lost in the wood,
hit by a golfer that's not very good.
Honestly I swear,
I don't think he cares.
Maybe taking a few lessons he should.







7/11/21
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Flood Avatar
January 1, 2022 at 2:58 PM
Or take up fishing, perhaps. I do like a good Limerick, and that was definitely one such. Good one, Wren. Terry
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August 27, 2021 at 11:45 AM
Ha, ha, ha, this is a brilliant limerick . . . ; )
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August 27, 2021 at 1:17 PM
Thank you Indiana! Have a blessed day my friend!
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