Almanac Poetry: Golf – 4

A golf poem written by Michael Pardy while listening to Mr James Brown who grew up in Parkway Drive about 3 miles from the course.

The Hardest Working Men in Football

What a week it’s been in life and footy, Eddie.  Sorry, I’m suffering from Wrap Deprivation Syndrome.  Who would have thought that he’d desert TLSWRF* and take the $1.5 million a season from GWS to ghost write Sheeds’ column for the Blacktown Bugle? (*The Long Suffering Wrap Reader Faithful).