“A Walk well Spent”
Well I broke out the new driver and hybrid three wood
Was pleased to find they went much farther than should
They’re all they say and have become the rage
Truly twenty yards longer even at my senior age
Hit some short irons to see they were accurate
With longer drives these greens I could attack it
In total confidence I went off to the first tee
The first drive longer than these old eyes could see
It was straight and far, yes right down the middle
So much closer to home than last months dribble
My young playing partners did stand in awe
A man twice their age with a far distant draw
So they strained and griped with muscular tips
A ball to go farther than the one that I ripped
But I was long and straight and in the short grass
A short shot to the green a birdie in my grasp
There is an old adage most golfers know
You “Drive for Show and Putt for Dough”
I certainly gave them a magnificent show
But alas they kept most of their dough
My putter was a flutter
Should have been left in the trunk
Even inside of ten feet
No putts would be sunk
A one putt became three
I fell into a funk
But with handicap factored
I still won by three
I bested them by par
the beers totally free!
At the 19th hole bar
with jubilant camaraderie
Young partners did share
and old man’s victory
Another Walk well spent!
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