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Make That Putt

Make that putt

he yelled

from the

jalousie window

above.

Make that putt .

I may have

given it

to you

but your

opponents

obviously

know you well.

You missed

a foot

going

what makes

you think

you’ll make it

coming back.

Make that putt.

Don’t pick it up.

I haven’t

given it

to you.

Make that putt.

Earn the right

to pick

the ball up

on a gimme.

Does the rest

of your game

**** too?

Make that

****

putt, will ya!!

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Written by

allen-smuckler

American

Published: Feb 15, 2011
LinesWords: 3683

Notes: January 25, 2011
Deerfield Beach, Fla.

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