His wish was to be one of the guys on tour
The desire was intense. (Very raw).
To the point where the sweat would almost pour! But the anticipated work shedule, made the idea sour!
His putter was smooth like butter. (Just a pat) It was like those holes had a welcome mat! Pity those sand traps, were just so ‘fat’! Must be the place where elephants sat!
Golfers are always supposed to show poise Even when something generates noise. Though they play hard, those girls and boys These clubs and balls, are their favorite toys!
The structure of his game was much like thatch Making things up as he went along from scratch! Hoping a fair game just might ‘hatch’
Needing a decent companion for this game. (A match!)
He day dreamed about the gain from his efforts. (The ‘fruit’) But as yet, he hadn’t seen much ‘loot’!
Not many times, his horn, to toot
Nothing to write home about. (This game was a brute!)