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Written by Contest Entry
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Wednesday, 22 July 2009 00:00 |
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Fore! Fore is the cry for a stray ball falling From yonder tee says a golfer to I Nowhere to run, to hide, or go crawling For fear of one ball more cunning than I.
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Last Updated on Tuesday, 21 July 2009 21:53 |