Golf is a hard game to fathom.
One day you will play,
And slice it and shank it,
Hit every trap along the way
And miss every green,
But then on the next day
You go out and for no reason
At all, you really can’t play
It was a bad winter Olympics First it was the Luge I had a go at Then I found myself on thin ice Following some aggressive chat Th...
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