Poems

Derek Fenton: Two Poems

Tampering with a Titleist   I’ll take some sandpaper to golf today to rough up my pesky ball in the rough. I just can’t get my slice to go away. I’ll take some sandpaper to golf today and work on it in a devious way, because to hit it straight is far too tough. I hope there’ll be no cameras there today, because one scandal is enough! Derek Fenton        Poem Summer afternoon a poem floats on the breeze catch it lest it flees   Derek Fenton

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