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Written by David Richardson
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Monday, 30 November 2009 19:54 |
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It was cold as ice at the course today
Yet so many golfers came out to play
The ground was frozen and frozen all night
Balls flew everywhere and everywhere in flight
Muscles were cold and golf swings were tight
The pursuit of yonders green was everywhere in sight.
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Last Updated on Monday, 30 November 2009 20:05 |