THOUGH one may never hope to gain
A permanent proficiency,
The merest duffer may attain
A working inefficiency.- Anonymous
from Lyrics of the Links, published in 1921
This particular poem speaks to me at the moment. My swing has totally abandoned me. I’m still working my way around the course, but man is it ugly.
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