I've hit it hard,

I've hit it slow,

but still it doesn't know

where to go..

so I put my chin back in the swing,

so I can hit, this little white thing..

I'll hack away until I get it right

and I can hit it out of sight,

Alas the end of my game as I feared,

best go and have a lesson with 'Ben Beard' !!!

Poem by Rob Edwards

16/09/2011

Sketch by Dannie

07/02/2012