Best Putts Poems

Flailin’,  flailin’, flailin’;
There goes my ball sailin’
Into a trap, the water or the woods.

Flailin’, flailin’, flailin’;
You can hear me wailin’,
“Why won’t that damn ball...

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A strong passion of mine in recent years 
is being on a golf fairway...
Its a place as other golfers would agree
is an escape from stress...

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Be A Better Putter

Was with naughty iron that is a nine,
Which some say has become benign,
That balls seemed slow as molasses;
Did need to take a...

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WOMEN DRIVERS


The trouble with women drivers
with all of their if’s, ands, and butts

is that when they are driving for distance
they lose all their delicate touch

thinking...

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May your drives be long and true
Missed fairways, but a few
And when in a rough,
Be it not tall enough
To affect your follow through

May your approach...

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THE DUFFER


Clyde Rolf
Played golf

In rough
That's tough

Mishap
Sand trap

Putts missed
He's pissed

So far
No par

Entry for Jan Allison's "Five Fabulous Fun Footles" Contest
(22 Oct 2016)...

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Crookhill ladies  take the tee
On their very first “girly” golfing spree
To High Street stores they wave goodbye
Preferring sun-baked Spanish skies ,
Aperitifs in long, cool...

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Patriot's Play Scheme 

Should I make love or leave well enough alone?
Even though may be young teen or fully grown;
My decision, what things will it...

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Randolph
Tried golf

Paid fees
Bought tees

Teed off
Pals scoff

Drive ****
In rough

Balls lost
They cost!

Oh crap
Sand trap!

Putts bad
Gets mad!

More flubs
Breaks clubs!

So far
No par

Played poor
No more!

Club house
To souse!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt,...

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There is nothing more magical,
nor precious, 
than the gift of motherly love. 

Your heart thaws, as she grasps you in a warm embrace 
Her smile...

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Midst the mulga and the gidyea out beyond the old Paroo 
runs a road which leads to Yowah and a great place it is too....

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Heeey! Heey! Black, black woman 
Run, Black Woman Run,Run for your 
So called husband is about to Beat 
you and hit. You again, Black 
Woman...

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Blend of yellow and blue, it's a pickle and lime.
It is jealousy's hue and a plant in its prime.

It's an emerald, jade, and a lawn-covered...

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Compared with us, the kids today
Too little play and too much weigh.
Alone indoors they snack and sit
And buttons hit, while we stayed fit.

We'd quickly chores...

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If ever a golf ball were to be square
It would dither, neither go here nor there
Lofted shots it will resist
Putts, it may surely assist
New Golf...

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