Putter Poems - Poems about Putter

...(A country song to my hubby…read this with a Loretta Lynn voice) Verse one: Well, my man is the kind who likes to unwind with a BudLight and western shows. He watches them over and over and ......

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...You’re the tame auspiciously lurking in the still of my nightmares, frivolously evicting the static that haunts my memories, illuminating this frantic mind if even for a second. Crippling the narr......

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...My first car is starting to smell old Like my grandparents house that they no longer live in Reminds me of an antique store With trinkets and wooden and things I’ve never seen It smells of a jack......

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...This is the saga of Veronica Vole Who committed the perfect crime. She murdered three lovers, But not all at once, She did 'em in one at a time. The first was a lemur, A two-timing schemer, ......

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...Finally, my blood began to coagulate. I counted up my fingers, and found I had eight; And so, I'm sorry to say, for me it's too late; But I'm still alive, and hope to spare you my fate. Let ......

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...Waves of the ocean are the music of the sea, They hum and rumble in a perfect harmony. Songs of the tides they compose, produced by the moon, By using the wind to putter a rhythmic tune. Da......

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..."Nothing haunts us like the junk we didn't buy." Anonymous "I should keep this," I always say "I might need it some other day" Where I ......

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...Mitch My friend is my brother from another mother who is like no other. In Christ, he’s my brother. It’s my privilege to utter and I do not stutter, nor would I mutter, In Christ, he’s my......

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...Mud season yucky mucky Hummingbird in flight zig jig A flock of robins swinging singing New grass sprout shout Flying butterfly flutter putter ......

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...This is start of my poem that over 8,000 other poets have read. Be A Better Putter Was with naughty iron that is a nine, Which some say has become benign, That balls seemed slow as molasses;......

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...went on rampage they never would act their age creating much rage what we always did dread had nightmares sleeping in bed more people were dead when willow did weep we would count the wool......

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...Summer rains are beckoning come outside, come play and sing slip and slap, splish and splash hear those raindrops falling fast! Swing that old umbrella high for now it is the time to fly! ......

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...debris from dark storm dredged by the leaf skimmer - grandsons putter* in pool * to move or act aimlessly or idly......

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...Now was i talking about a gun am i coaching a photographer Am i offering a shot to a shot putter am i gee-ing myself as i stand infront of a mirrored glass pretence i definitevly know what the m......

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...If you're putting your putting on hold perhaps the putter you putt with's too old......

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