Golfers Day

The golfers decided to have a bit of fun and play silly pranks on each other for 18 holes. You know, like swapping each other’s golf balls with eggs. Or replacing each other’s golf clubs with baguettes. Or threatening to kill each other’s young families if they didn’t miss the final putt. Haha, you know, the usual.

© Carl Burkitt 2019

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2019 – a poem a day celebrating an interesting US national day.

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