The Sitting Hen – Golf Poetry

THE SITTING HEN 

A MALISON upon the man who thinks by taking thought 
That he can lengthen out his drive or hole the putt that's short. 
Upon each separate blade of grass he meditates eternally, 
Awhile the field upon him wait and objurgate infernally. 

Anonymous
from Lyrics of the Links, published in 1921.

A “malison” is a curse.

It seems that slow play was an issue, even in 1921.

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