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A Shot On The Pier

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We were on the pier, with the six year old,
Our grandson, slim and small
He wanted to kick the ball through the hole
At the pound for two shots stall
The girl was kind, “It would be daft”.
She smiled; “You’ll waste your pound.”
The grandson took the ball and laughed
As he placed it on the ground
He ran to the spot without a care
We watched his shoulder dip
The ball flew swiftly through the air
As he hit a perfect chip.
He only won a little toy
But we simply couldn’t hide
The youngster’s pure unbridled joy
And his grandad’s unchecked pride.

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