I heard a man blurted some
while am looking for my ball
I could have went there to
tell him I have errant swing
I don't want to waste my time
found some I threw to fairway
I waited for him at clubhouse
rush to his car when he saw me
I just wanted to talk to him
maybe he was smarter that time
I feel bad I didn't clear it out
I will probably see him again
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