Ode to the Fanatical Golfer by Kevin D. Rolle - HTML preview

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Pale By Comparison

The links were his main focus. (Most other things were blurry).
Other sports got the cold shoulder. (Rain and flurries)!
They were like old food in the fridge to him. (Green
and furry)!
On the course is where he could breath. (Was in no hurry).

In golf the ‘eagle’ was pursued, like the great, white whale. One of those in your ‘bag’, would be off the scale! Most other sports feats, by comparison, would pale One of these ‘creatures’, he was compelled to ‘nail’!

Admittedly, golf is a game that doesn’t caudal Filled with obstacles and traps, that make one doddle! Some players believe, it’s the ‘Torture Chamber’ model The pressure alone, would cause some to waddle!

Water hazards may have some crocs Traps could generate ‘coo-coo clocks’! The ruff could leave one in shock
The player, to himself, could begin to ‘talk’!

This game made people like ‘garden gnomes’ Both men and women. (No matter whom). Never-the-less, golfers take this desire to the ‘tomb’ Was he destined to play golf from the womb?