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Non-golfers saw his uniform as so drab
He didn’t see it. (Thought their ‘taste’, needed ‘rehab’!) On the latest styles, he always kept tabs
And did not hesitate, the best to grab.
No one wanted to pick over the last of the ‘dregs’ (A good selection, he figured, was worth a leg!) Didn’t mind at all, wearing a ‘peg’
Would even throw in a ‘frat hose keg’!
He loved that golfers always looked serene Always appearing so well preened.
The supply of ‘sloppy’ players? (Always lean) He wanted to continue the tradition. (Looking clean).
A better choice could not be made. (Even by his wife) She tried before. (But it ended in strife)!
What was she thinking. (This was his LIFE)! He had to look good. (Not like MR. FIFE!)
He may not be a great player, but he didn’t wear rags If players didn’t wear it, that was a red flag! (The ones his wife chose for him, had to be a gag!) Trousers and pants fit for a hag!