Every Tiger in the Woods is playing golf these days

	The expert, as you all can see, Always dresses tidily When he goes golfing at the Links. For I am sure the whole world thinks That in this game, before you start, You should always look the part Then confidence will help you play A better game of golf that day.
	Some golfers play the gentler game; It's golf, but by another name. They use no club but just a putter. As they go round you hear them mutter: "Oh Dear, I hit that one too slow. Will it, will it, will it go?" Or: "Perhaps I hit that one too fast. It missed the hole and went right past."
	Dads are always good at this They rarely ever seem to miss, Except when Mum is there to cheer. Then the ball goes nowhere near. I think this means the golden rule Is no-one standing close at all. Or if they are, then silent stay Until the ball rolls off in play
	Now some think golf is just a joke And do not play a proper stroke. Or should they miss the ball by chance You see them do an angry dance Then, breaking up their golfing stick, They give the ball a vicious kick. Like other sports, 'tis sad to tell, Golfers may not behave too well.
	Down in Oklahoma State This groundhog has become irate. Just settling down to rest in bed, A golf ball hit him on the head. However hard our Grandma tries She cannot play with open eyes. The only way to get it right Is keep her eyes shut very tight!
	"Practising makes perfect play." That is what the wise men say. Eye on ball and steady club. A pleasure to watch is little brubb. You will never see him kick the ball When playing Putt, he knows the rule. He will grow into a very fine golfer With sox and shirt the color of sulfur.
	Big Brother will go very far Driving in his golfing car