Scotch Plaid
A bloke’s
a joke
when clad
in plaid.
Girls don’t tarry
with guys so merry.
They suppose
such garish clothes
best suit a zone
for golf alone—
a sporting life
lived void of wife.
A plaid-swathed guy
might well let fly
a golf ball and
wind up in sand,
his drive a flub
made with a club,
his signal “Fore!”
a senseless roar,
or perhaps see,
there on the tee,
his ball still sitting
devoid of hitting.
A ball unfired
is best retired
to join a club
that is a pub
where scotch on ice
will suffice.
No more balls fired,
golf clubs retired,
that vest of plaid
doesn’t suit a lad
who is, I think,
best suited to drink.
For such a lad, I think it’s best
to drink the scotch and ditch the vest.
Prompt words for Wordle 533 are: signal, drive, plaid, lone, life, joke ice, fire, club, merry, fly and join
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Wow, Judy ~ you really rocked this. It’s not easy to include so many different word prompts in a single poem!
❤
David
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Thanks, David. I about gave up on this one. A bit of a stretch.
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Haha! Excellent use of the prompts
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Thanks, Sadje. Silliest of the silly.
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You’re welcome. It’s fun.
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Now this makes me smile 😃
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A bizarre little poem. For some reason, these prompt words were killers.
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Love it~! Well done, I put it in my keeper file~! The attached is usually kept for St Patricks Day, but time is short, so I post my come back today~!
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Hmm. Nothing attached..
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