The Truth Hurts
I'm a lonely golf ball lost in the wood,
hit by a golfer that's not very good.
Honestly I swear,
I don't think he cares.
Maybe taking a few lessons he should.
7/11/21
Copyright © Wren Rushing | Year Posted 2021
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