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Mud puddles and little flags

On my way to Wally World, Squirt bottles buying I went, Like the big kid I am, Through all the roadside puddles splashed I, Passed a golf course I chanced to flash, Upon a time long ago there lived a lover of the sport, Worst putter on the earth, Flags bless them were flying, GotContinue reading “Mud puddles and little flags”

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