’Kiss-UP’

He even liked to watch the grass being mowed Not he only. Others observed. (A crowd…3-deep row). He came fully prepared…camera in tow
Having the sand traps raked…praise they did throw.

Astonishingly, his enthusiasm didn’t wane He didn’t want his ‘perfect attendance’ stained. Just like the reputation of Cain
The more time on the course, was precious gain.

A little golf before dinner, he’d always ‘nip’ In the latest golf magazine, he’d take a ‘dip’. Attached to the sport, were both his lips On fantasies of golf tours, he’d often ‘trip.’

To be as good as the pros, he’d often yearn
Though his ball usually landed in the ferns! That didn’t stop him. (From adversity, he didn’t turn). His place, at the top spot, must be earned!

That means he’d have to take his licks. He knew for a while, that the golf game ‘kicks.’ But never-the-less, he’d swing those ‘sticks’ He’d push on through. (“One day it’ll click!”)