Golfing Wife. Poem by Mike Berriman
Golfing Wife.
Quick wake up it's half past six
Do what you need and grab your sticks
Still want to go I ask the question
Don't you she counters it was your suggestion
Still half asleep I start to rise
Jump in the shower and wash my eyes
Yes, I'm awake it's not a dream
Ah yes, I'm now a part of the golfing team
Monday, April 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sports
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Golf is so demanding?
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