Father Gander golf book . OOR little Paul has lost his ball,And cant tell where to find it;Leave it alone and itll come homeHid in the caddys pocket. Bogey, Bogey, queer old fogy,How goes the game to-day? With pulls and flubs And awful dubsIm really scared to play. Little ball, little ball,Fly over the green, But be sure to land Where you can be seen. «^ Jack Spratt would always pull,His wife would always slice— They zigzagged back and forth, you see;Their score it was not nice. -^ x^ceHaneon^ ^ ff^/^frfr*] M^^. Heres to the man with club in hand,Heres to the king of bogey land;Heres to the cl

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Father Gander golf book . OOR little Paul has lost his ball,And cant tell where to find it;Leave it alone and itll come homeHid in the caddys pocket. Bogey, Bogey, queer old fogy,How goes the game to-day? With pulls and flubs And awful dubsIm really scared to play. Little ball, little ball,Fly over the green, But be sure to land Where you can be seen. «^ Jack Spratt would always pull,His wife would always slice— They zigzagged back and forth, you see;Their score it was not nice. -^ x^ceHaneon^ ^ ff^/^frfr*] M^^. Heres to the man with club in hand,Heres to the king of bogey land;Heres to the clubs with outlandish names,And heres to GOLF, the game of games!

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