Miniature Golf (Back Nine)

by JEFF   Feb 9, 2008


Back Nine Holes Of Miniature Golf

Hole ten: Starting this hole, better then the last nine.
Making a hole in one, yelling "Victory this day is mine!"

Hole Eleven: Not good, things took a turn for the worse.
Getting a double bogey, I starting to feel like I'm cursed.

Hole Twelve: My luck was never there, I'm starting to believe.
Balls going down the river again, I think I should leave.

Hole Thirteen: Two kids fighting, we're going to have delays,
Wanting to push them off golf mountain, I promise I will pray.

Hole Fourteen: As I hit the ball, with my feeble club.
Only four more holes, and I'll hit the pub.

Hole Fifteen: I finish this hole, and only make par.
One thing I know for sure, is that I suck at this so far.

Hole Sixteen: Knowing that I have no chance to win.
I devise a plan to cheat, with a smile, with a smirky grin.

Hole Seventeen: Without even a warning, I grab my friends ball.
Chucked it into the parking lot, it bounced off a wall.

Hole Eighteen: I'm feeling really frisky, on top of golf mountain.
I get an urge to go pee, so I created this beautiful fountain.

Needless to say, we all got thrown out.
Bowing to the crowd, I feel I won this bout.

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