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« on: April 11, 2011, 01:24:42 pm » |
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Oh Rory Oh Rory
What can we say?
How sorry we were
On Golf Masters Day
You started so well
Filled our hearts with joy
Such amazing shots
From a young Irish boy
Tiger crawled back
The Aussies did too
But something cracked
And made you blue
The dips and the turns
The fairways and trees
Were all too much
To fulfil your dreams
One day soon
This prize you will gain
And you will forget
The sorrow and pain
In Augusta splendour
There is no doubt
You will don that green jacket
And make us all proud
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Cozwaz
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« Reply #1 on: April 13, 2011, 10:14:32 am » |
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What a fab poem Gee - you are brill at writing them  Coz |
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gee4
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« Reply #2 on: April 13, 2011, 10:28:11 am » |
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That one came to me in about 10 secs flat - must be a record!
I felt so sorry for him on Sunday...it was hard to watch.
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peaches2160
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« Reply #3 on: April 18, 2011, 12:31:25 am » |
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Great poem Gee. The weather was perfect here for golf!
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