They went to Paris
Looking for answers
To questions that bothered them so.
They were impressive,
Seasoned, yet quite aggressive:
Savin' the world on their own.
When they missed those summer breezes.
They leaned on French wines and cheeses,
But nothing put their ambition at bay.
They kept their resolve,
Determined to evolve,
Seizing 6 points the very first day.
On and on it went:
Some of it perfect,
Some of it boresome.
What’s the difference
between fourball and foresome?
Yet none of the antics
of full-throttle romantics
Could keep this team at bay.
A hard-earned infusion
and a heart-felt transfusion
Turned harsh rival into prey.
One in particular
Had arrived in style
Exuding savvy and warm guile.
His body had been battered,
His whole world had been shattered,
Yet still he managed to smile.
Because he’d been
through the fire
and taken his life higher
With patience and persistence.
So it just goes to show
No matter how harsh the blow
You can still go the distance.
Without improving their lies
They claimed the Ryder prize,
Then jetted to the Bahamas
Where they finished the plan
By strolling on sand
In red, white & blue pajamas.
Yeah, they went to Paris
Lookin' for answers to questions
That bothered them so.
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