The head cover comes off, you are ready to rip
A huge drive will leave you off the green by a chip
But that's a pipe dream with this club
You'll probably end up underneath a shrub
But not a bush between you and your hole
So far right, it's a heckuva stroll
Good angle in, the rest of your foursome will say
What do they care, it's not the ball they'll play
You sit in your cart and wait for a different group to swing
Out into their fairway, your second shot you fling
Just to get out of everyone else's way
It's hole number one and your driver's done for the day.
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