There's a man I know whose name is Antun
Every chance he gets, to his country club he'll run
He loves playing 18
But gets nasty and mean
If he's not playing well, is no fun
Antun always talks about shooting an ace
But most shots go all over the place
His buddies will say
'You're taking this too seriously, ok?'
He'll reply 'Drop dead, get outta my face!'
Poor Antun, he never has fun
Wants that ace as bad as anyone
I'd say, Antun if that is your goal
Go to your backyard, dig a hole
Then jump in, you're a-hole in one!
If we aren't careful the
If we aren't careful the little Antun within all of us will manifest, some more than others.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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