Time to usher in the new year with some more golf limericks. The weather’s been a little wet but not enough to stop golfing. As for you folks in the mid-west or east and caught in the grip of winter…I’ll think about you, albeit briefly, on the first tee tomorrow.
We all need golfing goals for the new year…
Here’s hoping your handicap’s low
And with practice your skill starts to show.
But what’ll bring the most cheer
To my game this new year
Is to see how my dot* winnings grow!
* putting betting game
This was funny! We gave Jeffery a tip and watched him almost miss the ball on the next tee…and no drinking was involved.
We tried to give Jeffery some tips
On his swing about clearing his hips.
But when he near whiffed
He got rather miffed
Said ” I’ll thank you to stifle your quips”.
I was thinking about going tee-to-green with limericks and this is what I came up with. My favorite is the last one!
The first tee is a nerve wracking shot
That can twist on your nerves like a knot.
This stark comprehension
Will stymie retention
And the golf swing you knew, is forgot.
He hunkered down over the shot
Preparing to swing but forgot,
All of the liquor
Makes everything quicker
Now his swing’s looking more like a swat.
His shot over water looked grim
As he had to stay under a limb.
“I’ve just the ticket,
Hit hard and skip it
Then hope it don’t go for a swim”.
The cup is an object of desire
Like a woman in scanty attire.
They both promise pleasure
In ways beyond measure
But you’ll need a good ‘line’ to acquire.