Caddies Poems - Poems about Caddies

...why does she get two familiars? The other witches asked their Daddies. They had no idea, but her parents did drive three brand new Caddies. Perhaps they are on the take, criminals, one suggested wi......

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...If you read the reviews And review the reports, You'll conclude I'm a dude Who is no good at sports. At badminton, lawn darts, or table tennis, No record of my name's in that book by Guinness. ......

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...Reservations are made years in advance of the event. Provisions from suppliers worldwide are globally sent. Sponsors enthusiastically devote their resources spent. Attendees eager to share stori......

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... The world has returned to its senses.... How totally great! We remembered we are humans not email addies, To be deleted and tossed into trash right away, Such impolite caddies. Peop......

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...This game of golf as is this life, Played all life, perfect still can't be, Ever reminding of one’s wife, Put on pedestal, upon tee, Handicaps, roughs, bogies stay rife, And played as if on......

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...Twas the day after Christmas Throughout the North Pole, Not a creature was working Not one Ho! Ho! Ho! The elves were at home They had the day off Santa was gone To Hawaii, to play golf A li......

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...liquorice sticks strawberry twizzlers, peppermint patty all I have adored since I was five hoarded in drawers, hidden in candy caddies, traded for with Sis and Dad, how we grinned with shopping......

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...Jamaica was always known for cultivating the brightest and the best, Academically, most scholars soared through all their tests, Our Island provided warmth and beauty, Yet, the music of the mod......

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...This is the ending New beginning its over children daddy did it, It is finished so father into thy hands I commit my spirit I feel it its coming closer the sun is just growing colder, my soul lor......

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...I’m startled, by a loud voice, in the middle of MORNING! I wake up, to someone, yelling and MOURNING. Screaming and CRYING! Yelling the words, he’s too young, to be DYING! His mother’s c......

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