After The Foursome (original) (raw)

After The Foursome:

What the losers said to each other

So long, Bob
Rotten shame
We couldn't win
But that's the game
You played great.
I threw you down
Still let's smile
Though fortune frown.

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Ta, Ta, Jim
I'm to blame
We didn't win
The bally game
You played fine,
I was off --
You know the way
It is in golf

What they told the other chaps:

Yes, we lost!
Poor old Bob
Couldn't hit
A thing, begob!
Fanned the air
Twice at least.
Got my goat --
Sloppy beast!

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Beat us bad!
Jim Was off;
Might play marbles
Couldn't golf.
Missed his drive,
Couldn't putt.
Lost me "twenty" --
Silly mutt!

What the winners said:

Rather soft?
Right, old thing!
Beat 'em easy,
Quite a string
Serves 'em right!
Awful rot
Playing with 'em --
Rather, what?

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by W. Hastings Webling in Lyrics of the Links, published in 1921.

Walter Hastings Webling was a Canadian author who has been inducted into the Ontario Golf Hall of Fame.

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