GOLF: AMERICAN STYLE

A golf game can get throbbing, brain boring,

When other people cheat on their scoring,

In anger, I smashed up a water pail,

Police took my clubs, and sent me to jail,

And, the bunk mate I got keeps on snoring.

I PLAYED GOLF AND RAN OUT OF GREEN

I played golf and I ran out of green,
7 holes left but, no money machine,
There'll be no caddy tip,
My beer tab I must skip,
I must sneak off of the golf course, unseen.

BENNY GOLFED PAR WITH THE BIG BALL

Benny bought cheap glasses, and could barely see,

He used a soccer ball, when he went golfing with me,

The ball didn't travel far,

But it bounced into par,

It was a tough start, balancing the ball on the tee. 

TOES FOR A TEE

I was bit by a poisonous bee,

I saw the doctor in the next door county,

The bee bit me on the nose,

The doc chopped off my toes,

He complained I made him late for his tee.