Bo And The Play Through Poem by Ima Ryma

In Hawaii, the Prez and I
Were doing our golfing thing,
Which left a wedding high and dry
On the 16th hole Prez' golf swing.
Two army captains, his and her,
Had to relocate their 'I do.'
The Prez apologized for sure,
For giving the bride something blue.
The Prez said if only he'd known,
We would have skipped the 16th hole.
He would have used his pen and phone,
And parred it by remote control.

I am such a cheating First Pup.
I find Prez' ball and tee it up.