Golf is like poetry it should flow

A gentle walk but not to slow


For women or girls there is no barrier

Use a trolly, be a bag carrier.


You can strut down the fairway like a chicken that clucks

Playing for pride medals or cups.


Start of with bogey, finish with par,

Did you see my last drive how far o how far.


Are you playing here next week, the cries all the same,

For we always turn up for the love of the game.

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