The Solution To Golf

Into the hands of Hugh McKay, a golf club was gently pressed one day.
A game for life his friend would say, good exercise, great fun,
you must learn to play.
A simple machine this wand like toy, but oh, what a challenge for
man or boy.
The premise is simple, hit it straight and far, use just enough strokes,
into the hole for par.
Where then is the challenge, where is the thrill, in hitting a little
white ball sitting still.
In no other sport is there a simpler task, for there you must strike
the ball flying past.
So off to the links Hugh headed one day, this game for an athlete should
be no problem to play.
But try as he may, try as he might, the ball always took a contrary flight.
Sometimes to the left, but most often right.
He would hit it too hard, then he'd hit it too light.
He studied and practiced, a plan he had laid, but the harder he worked
the worst that he played.
Then one day after a very long round, he was determined the root
of his problem be found.
For at baseball and tennis he'd played with a flair, but at golf his game
was just pitiful to fair.
It must be so simple, it can't be that hard, when a teenage girl can
play like a star. To answer his question he went to the bar.
He drank and he pondered, he pondered and drank.
If his question were answered, it'd be whiskey to thank.
The solution came easy, after a plenty to drink.
The problem with golf,
Too Much Time To Think!