I had a quiet little dog that I called Hoagie,
He helped me cheat at golf, so I’d get a bogey,
With stealth he moved the ball,
Before the best eyes could call,
For a reward I’d buy me a stogy.
I played golf and I ran out of green, 7 holes left but, no money machine, They'll be no caddy tip, My beer tab I must skip, I must sneak off of the golf course unseen.