Massive Rough

Hey there, laddie!
Be my caddy!
Take this driver,
this putter,
these irons, woods and wedges,
and lug them about
in 90-degree heat,
while I look cool,
zexy, zmouldering
and enigmatik,
posing like I'm a male model
in some kind of twatalogue,
in my wraparound shades
and Rupert the Bear flares.

In the name of Ian Woosnam,
I do solemnly swear
that at the end of the day,
in lieu of any pay,
you can have the Blue Riband wafer
that's hidden in the sand
of the nineteenth bunker.

B.R. 21/11/2017

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