"Real" Golfer"
I am a golfer, a "real" golfer,
With a desire to prove it so;
I'll obey the rules as taught to me,
And learn those I do not yet know.
I'll be kind and considerate to beginners,
A good example, I pledge to set;
And as a "real" golfer,
There are things I'll try to never forget.
Like: The marshals are the starters friends,
With only a job to do;
Therefore, I'll yield to their "on course rules",
As any "real" golfer will do.
I'll teach my slow playing buddies,
The art of keeping the pace;
I'll repair any ball mark I make,
Any divot I'll promptly replace.
I'll treat the pros in the pro shop,
With the proper respect of the day;
For it is they who have made possible,
This wonderful game that we play.
I'll count my strokes fairly and squarely,
No cheating, in any way;
For sand bagging is much like stealing,
And is sure to haunt you someday.
I'll observe the wonders of nature,
Protecting what the Lord has created;
I'll bask in each round He allows me,
And all blessings therein delegated.
I'll invite into my threesome,
Any single who straggles up;
And I'll never, ever use my putter,
To retrieve my ball from the cup.
I'll not drag my feet 'cross the greens,
Oh, what a mess that makes;
Or drive a cart onto par threes,
Never---for goodness sakes!
I promise not to hit into others,
It's a dangerous thing to do;
I beg you to refrain form doing that, also,
Would you like it done to you?
I'll remember that golf was designed,
To be a sporting, gentleman's game;
Pledging to conduct myself,
In a manner resembling the same.
Now, that I've been to the driving range,
And tested the practice green;
I'm ready to tee up my ball,
And see if I can get in eighteen.
So, with all of the above in mind,
The picture I'd like to portray;
Is an honest, considerate, consummate "real" golfer,
Even though it's not very well that I play.
written by : Peggy Faulk Ellender
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