Father Gander golf book . ^ ^rif^^ ^ ^ave ^on ^. ING a song of tariiEf, Senates on the green,Taft, with mighty nibHck,From the bunkers seen. When the club descendsThe ball begins to roll; Isnt that a pretty shotTo put into the hole? The North wind doth blow, And we shall have snow; And what will the golfer do then? lie will go to his club. Poor, foolish, old dub, And talk of his game;What a shame! Ill tell you a story about my game,And now my storys begun; Ill tell you another about the same,And that will never be done. * ^ulr^^gatr^ ^latjebrplttit *

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