Note my style on the first few tees;
Duncan fashioned my wrist-work, laddie,
Taylor taught me to twist my knees;
I've a beautiful swing that I learnt from Vardon
(I practise it sometimes down the garden—
"My fault! Sorry! I beg your pardon!")—
Caddie, my driver, please.
Only ten little days, in which to do
So much! E.g., the twelfth: ah it was there
The Secretary met his Waterloo,