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Jan 13
Playing bowls
On a green rink
Harder than golf
I do think.
Got to roll a wood
To a ball
called Jack
Then turn around
And then
play back.
Playing this game
Will shatter
my heart
Will hurt
my soul
Because Iā€™m crap
At golf
And now
******* bowls.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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