Eighteen Holes Poems - Poems about Eighteen Holes

...One I in Ireland, one country beginning with the letter Q, Two hands of a clock, two U's in Timbuktu. Three primary colours, three dimensions of power, Four seasons of the year, sixty minutes in a......

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...“Super Golfer” “Limerick” There was a weird Dictator around. When he played eighteen holes of golf round aides clasped ball with toes and put it in holes. He scored “three hole-in-......

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...We praise the colorectal surgeon, Misunderstood and much maligned; Slaving away in the heart of darkness, Working where the sun don't shine. Let's call on the rectal surgeon, It's a calling we......

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...I remember when my Aunt wanted a divorce, said, "at last my time is mine I shall live on the Golf Course". My Uncle never played he gave the game a snub, thought it pretty pointless to hit a......

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