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Buried Lies
Take your stance.
Dig in so
you won't slip.
Going back, cock
your wrists quickly
then propel the
club head downward.
Ball and sand
fly together.
It takes
a firm blow,
but we can
escape from
buried lies.
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I love your sense of humor and the picture is fantastic. You must have been way down south in Dixie to be surrounded by trees.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Letty. Took a trip to Myrtle Beach in April.
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