Alien Visitors - Poem by Phil Soar
If Aliens came down to see us
All the way from the planet Venus
And landed on a 18 hole golf course
What would they think of us all?
Whacking balls with Clubs into holes
They'd think we were minus our souls
Walking in groups or on carts
Trying to get round in pars
Would they decide they would stay
Or quickly depart on their way?
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