A Long Hole — That's All
Somewhere out there,
from tee to green
Are sand filled pits,
they are a common scene
But as we play,
and negotiate the hole
There is a hazard,
that hides like a mole
What is this feature,
why is it so unused?
How can it be,
it seems golf is abused
How can Ross,
and each of his clan,
Not claim more of these,
—perhaps we ask Ran?
No, that is overkill,
the answer is clear
These things are old,
archaic as Ginger Beer
They are certainly cheap,
they perform the trick
If they lived on a cactus,
they would be the prick
Ahh, it is so simple!
this hazard is a bitch,
It is nothing more
than a simple dug ditch
— Forrest Richardson