Lefty's Left had a Bad Day

Not-so-lucky Lefty
hit a kind of anti-birdie
gave a new name
to the left hand not knowing
what the right is doing

Less a golfer, more a spectacle
testosterone with a club bag
turned the crowd
along the fairway
into big-fight umpires all

Not a fair fight
by any means
more of a self-assault of sorts
Lefty's left side felt the wrath
of his angry, vengeful right

With all askew
in the State of Lefty
he fled the course, headed
for the clubhouse, his body
still at civil war.