A Perfect Golf Course Lawn Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
A Perfect Golf Course Lawn
A perfect golf course lawn,
A house painted by numbers,
A dog plays out back, and all
the children say, whats for
lunch, or dinner,
A man pulls in,
a women waves a white flag,
and all the children say,
this is my mom, and this is
my dad.
A perfect golf course lawn.
MOST ABSTRACT PIECE...HOUSE PAINTED BY NUMBERS...YOU CANT GET MORE UNIQUE THAN THAT''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
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11/3/2025 6:54:15 PM # 1.0.0
nice poem it conveys a vivid picture to the reader.