We played in the tournament,
Two old fogies.
We won some games
And got through,
Got to the semi finals.
We hit the balls all over
And hit them through the hoops,
And beat them,
Beat them on the last hoop,
We were in the finals.
We played and were losing,
Losing badly,.
But then our luck changed
And we drew up to them
And became equal
We then had the last hoop,
And through that hoop
I put a ball,
Our ball
And we had won,
We had won the championship,
Won the doubles.
Bob and I were so pleased
We just could not believe it,
But we had won,
Two old fogies had won the doubles.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Online)
- Published: July 30th, 2025 01:00
- Comment from author about the poem: I am nearly eighty and Bob was in his eighties and we won the croquet club doubles tournament
- Category: special-occasion
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