This was the way of golf. (He got the gist)
But ‘it’s backside’, he’d never kiss.
He was more determined than ever, and raised his fist To cross ‘the top spot’ off his ‘accomplished list.’
Take it down a notch. (Make it a ‘lamb’). take away it’s fight. (Make it calm).
Show how cool you can be. (Like an island palm). Throw blows if necessary. (BIF! BOOM! BAM!)
The taunts of competitors would hit a nerve
Like something crawling under his skin. (A saddle bur). All of their laughter ‘raised his fur’
A good helping of ‘payback’, he’d have to serve!
”Those pigs!” (He’d make them eat from the trough)! An improved golf game would make them bow!
This was the way to do it. This was how
To see the looks on their faces, through the roar of the crowd!
He’d tried to be professional. (Forget petty antics) Could he, though? (Being such a maverick). He wanted to give a hand sign. (Very graphic)! Something that could possibly stop traffic!