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This poem has been provided courtesy of John Connor of Stafford Darts League. Click Here to visit his site.
The Darter's Prayer
Lord, Hear this plea of a
Whose darts hit wires and then the floor
I need thy help to win my game,
And to make mine a remembered name.
After the coin toss, let
Double bull right down the middle
And if games are five- oh- ones
Help me shoot a heap of tons.
Give me a chalker whose
without the use of fingers and toes
Who moves with speed to mark the score
But, while I shoot, moves nevermore.
And as the booze and
nerves cause trouble,
Please guide my dart to the proper double,
and as thy will is ever done,
Leave me not, with double one.
Bless me with the skill
Of Bristow, Lowe, Wilson and Rees,
one last request I beg, O Lord,
Please help me find an open board!