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GOLF: THE REAL STORY part the second

Full set of golf clubs for sale I saw

with trolley thrown in

on a garage door.

 

Apply within it said( well really )

can't give 'em away  though sometimes nearly!

They crop up in the charity shops

as regular as when clockwork stops

 

Nobody wants yesterday's flash

on wheels

you need the new version

not a used and sullied perversion

like golf shoes with rather high heels.

 

 

LEISURE

◄ GOLF: THE REAL STORY

DOVERCOURT BAY HOLIDAY CAMP 1950 ►

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raypool

Sat 14th Nov 2015 16:01

cheers David. Is this the sweet spot golfers talk of. All griss to us poets. Glad you like the cynical style.

all the best ray.

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DavidAddington

Sat 14th Nov 2015 14:06

Funny and true. I've just been down into my local town which is a story and poem in itself as it is dying on its arse and all we have are charity shops, ecig shops, cash converters etc. In the cash shop, full of golf equipment and fishing rods too.

What a time we live in. I am planning to write a poem about it all: ecigs, poundshops, smart phones etc...

I love the language in you poem

Cool

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