All winter I have been dreaming,
Soon the weather will change.

Golf addiction will soon be treated,
Others have agreed to join me.
Oh'
Dawn can not come soon enough.

At last the day has come.
Standing on the first tee I smile

And then...

Never ending squishing at my feet,
Onward towards the pin I trudge.
Ugly weather greets us,
Green has not yet touched this course.
Alas, spring will be upon it soon,
Til then, I will still enjoy my day.

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