Give Me a Slow, Driving Seven

You know it.
Three followed by two.
Several times.
Stepping in a field with rattle snakes.
Bring a club.

Left first,
toes first.
Right stretch,
heel first.
Open ears.
The eyes crawl,
knowing they are easily deceived.
Three by two.
Drive, drive, drive.
Blow your stack.
Three by two.

The more perfect
two by two by three.
One two. One two.
One two three.
Lift gently.
Watch for snakes.

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  1. #1 by Kay Camden on April 28, 2011 - 8:30 am

    I must know what this is about. I like it and I’m not sure why. It has a foreboding feel. I’m not sure why that is, either, because I think I might know what it’s about, but I’m not going to say. I’ll be wrong and feel very stupid.

    • #2 by Carl on April 28, 2011 - 8:38 pm

      You can’t possibly be wrong, Kay! Whatever it means to you is fantastic to me!

  2. #3 by pattisj on April 29, 2011 - 12:46 am

    I think I played golf there before! LOL

    • #4 by Carl on April 29, 2011 - 7:12 am

      LOL – My 7-iron is the best club in the bag for me!

      • #5 by Kay Camden on April 29, 2011 - 8:27 am

        Oh good I was right. haha

        • #6 by Carl on April 29, 2011 - 8:34 pm

          Haha! Your comment got me thinking about golf for the first time in weeks, or perhaps days…

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