FOR I HAVEN’T GOT A CAT
After “Jubilate Agno” by Christopher Smart
Fore! It is shouted when I hook
Fore! I shout when I slice.
Fore right,
Fore left.
For I have learnt to give the direction from golf on telly.
For all the good it does.
Four people I have hit with a golf ball.
Fortunately only one was badly hurt.
Forewarned, he still looked up.
For seconds,
Four at least, I watched with
Foreboding until the ball struck him
Foursquare on his
Forehead with a hollow thud.
Fortissimo.
For an ambulance I ran.
Four minutes for a quarter mile
For I am not fit.
Four wheels on the
Ford Focus sent round muddy tracks to pick him up.
Four wheels on his wagon and he's still rolling along.
Formaldehyde will not be needed but he will not
Forgive me.
For my insurance documents I must search,
For he is suing me
For all I've got.
J Huw Evans
Since I've just sent this old crowd pleaser to a friend I shall inflict it on Bluesky.
#Poem #Golf #humour #Fore
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