What a game!!..

Golf! what a game, ha hit the ball, and: then chase it down and SMACK it, once: again There's 16 or so sticks, that you can hit it, with. different, lengths, sizes, shapes, and even, a different: pitch. Then your swing's supposed to be,the same each and every time. If I match 5 outa 10, I'm feelin pretty awesome, sometimes, sublime. But, then you gotta go for, par, a number each hole's assigned I think whoever picks em, isn't, very nice or,  remotely, kind. Birdies are one, under par, and bogies, are over, by, just, one Eagles, well I might, as well, try to fly cause , in the 10 years, since I started, playin again, I, haven't but, thrice, come close, it's not too often,   done. Then putting, you gotta do, when you finally get on the green. There's: belly, 3-ball, 2- ball, 1- ball, no ball,  milled, brass, forged, copper, steel, titanium---WOW! Have ya, that many choices, in one game, ever seen? But when ya smack it,  juuuust right, and on the green, ya land, Well way to go, great shot! and strike up the, band. Ya, that's what keeps ya comin back , tryin to keep that swing, always and ever, the  same. But other times, it  drives you mad, this: masochistic, over-rated, crazy, darn: game. At times it frustrates, and makes ya nuts I'd as soon,  dead leaves, be rakin Cause there's nothin but truth in that old adage: They called it: GOLF, cause all the other, four letter words, were already, taken!! ROCK-Salt