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Niblicks What do I know about golf? Well, let me see. I know there's a club and I think there you get tee There's a hole with a pole Though not from Poland, it could be. That's commerce There's something worse and that's a bunker where apparently golfers hunker down with a frown on their face, 'til they get out of that place. There's a five on the fifth and a three on the first I've read the rules and I'm fit to burst with a thirst for the game But then I read of their ***** and call me a **** don't think that I need my ***** to be whacked. So it's back to the cluedo and ludo and do you know I'm not sorry at all.
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Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
Niblicks
Niblicks What do I know about golf? Well, let me see. I know there's a club and I think there you get tee There's a hole with a pole Though not from Poland, it could be. That's commerce There's something worse and that's a bunker where apparently golfers hunker down with a frown on their face, 'til they get out of that place. There's a five on the fifth and a three on the first I've read the rules and I'm fit to burst with a thirst for the game But then I read of their ***** and call me a **** don't think that I need my ***** to be whacked. So it's back to the cluedo and ludo and do you know I'm not sorry at all.
john-edward-smallshaw
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70/English
Apr 6, 2013
Apr 6, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
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