Golfers Poems - Poems about Golfers

For a secret ballot forever Keep your mouth tightly shut ~ just like when you three-putt ...

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There’s a part of me that say’s I’m jealous Another thinks my golfing friends just zealous, Whilst I crave fresh air and healthy motion They’re busy slathering on the lotion Before they mount some little cart That with intent they simply point to dart At breakneck speed from hole to hole The putting of that little ball the goal. Then there’s the clubs,...

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Bridge requires a square table With a player on each side. Exchange your greenback dollars For slot machine quarters to provide. A basketball team that hoops it up well May make March Madness semis for a spell. Pro golfers hit the greens in two pairs Driving and putting to crowds gaping stares. Mom and pop and two wee tots All enjoying fresh pop tarts. Brilliant...

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The green was bespeckled with putters Till 'long came a singer, Miss Sutters She started to sing The golfers did swing And now, poor Miss Sutters, she stutters Entered in contest "Old or New in Five or Less." Placing: first. Catagory: Humorous, Old Poem...

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If a golfer who’s clumsy and falls Loses grip on the clubs that he hauls He might trip on a trap With some wood in his lap And have problems in finding his balls! * this is my original poem, which doesn't conform to the contest syllable count. i like it better, though!...

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If a golfer who’s clumsy and falls Loses grip on the clubs that he hauls He'd trip on a trap With wood in his lap And have problems in finding his balls! for Craig Cornish's limerick contest...

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