Club Head Poems - Poems about Club Head

...I stand on the tee with the ball in my hand And look at the green far away I decide on an iron that slides from my bag And set the ball on the Tee I practice my swing till it feels kind of right......

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...My white ball resting upon its tee. I approach it this first time with glee. Swing the club and, SMACK! Club head hits my back. Ball still here? Worms near by hate me!......

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