Golf’s’ Family Crest’

Par, from bogeys, you try to wrest
That should be the slogan, of our ‘Golf Family Crest’! This is one of golf’s major tests
You’ve got to pass it, if you want to be the best.

Bet you’ve never seen a ‘sweating tree’ You will. (When a golfer gives his ‘decree’!) ”FORE”!, is what he yells with glee
All nearby plants then, wish from the earth, they were free.

Shouting, “FORE!”, was sorta rare.
But even more numerous, was when you’d hear them swear!
Not that, ‘in the heat of battle’, they really cared AS long as the winner’s crown, they got to wear!

Any golfer can be a source
Of this display of frustration…’The Golfer’s Dross’! Just listen carefully as you walk the course It’s bound to come across with force.

Golfers are driven to play, for their ‘supper’ For a trophy of gold. (Or even one of copper). Whether rough and ugly. (Or prim and proper) Everyone’s hopin’, to land a ‘topper’!