Heaven’s Golf

 

My joy is full for I now know

there’s golf in Paradise.

I’m on the seventh hole

and this course is REALLY nice!

 

Fairways are all plush and green.

The sun shines day and night.

You never walk from ball to ball,

but move around by flight.

 

Heaven has no green fees,

and carts aren’t needed here.

Just name the club you want,

and in a flash it will appear.

 

Golf balls are the color gold.

They sparkle and they shine.

And if you hit one out of play

it isn’t hard to find.

 

But one thing’s disappointing,

and to me has been made clear.

Though glorious and beautiful,

my score’s no better here.

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