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Ernie Els wins the Open (Poem)

Ernie Els wins the Open (Poem)

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There was a man called Ernie
Who won golf's major prize
Then told the world about a man
Extremely small in size
Who sits upon his shoulder
Just to give him bad advice
Poor Ernie almost listened
And he nearly paid the price
But win he did, a pile of cash
Whatever people think
At least he's got the money now
To get a better shrink!


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