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Rhymin' sly man: If Shakespeare had worked the Catskills ...

Below the Beltway
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By Gene Weingarten
Sunday, July 11, 2010

Just when I was thinking that I really needed a tactic to drive readers away from my column in droves, I got an e-mail from Eileen Mattingly, daring me to rewrite old jokes as Elizabethan sonnets.

A minister, a rabbi, and a priest

Went golfing once, not very long ago

Irate they soon became, to say the least:

The foursome just ahead was far too slow.

The clerics asked a keeper of the green

To prod the dawdlers, if he wouldn't mind.

The keeper, though, declared the act too mean

As each man in the group ahead was blind.

Quite mortified, the minister then vowed

That from the pulpit, blind golf he would praise.

"I'll pass the plate," the noble priest allowed,

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