to die,/
I cry,/
then go play/
the back nine/
in his honor.
Dear Heaven: Hold A Tee Time For Kevin — Revolutionary Rhyming Blogging Poem
As the golfer waits/
to die,/
I cry,/
then go play/
the back nine/
in his honor.
to die,/
I cry,/
then go play/
the back nine/
in his honor.
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