'I love this game of golf'
An old man said to the other.
'What did you say about Rolf?'
came a confused reply.
'No Rolf isn't playing today'
came another reply out loud
'Why is that, is he still,
trying to fly?'
'No! The last time he came,
he lost his way.
He didn't get home
until the next day.'
'Aye! the demented old git'
They say his name was Ben.'
He found him asleep in the House of Lords
In the rear pew, and it was half past ten.'
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