Saurian at 15th Hole. Grinning

 

He comes out to a big rock. 
Warming the cold bloods. 
Eighteen footer. 
Gator. 
Scar slashes mar 
The sides just 
Before hind legs. 
Trap? propellor? 
Off to right side of 
Fifteenth hole. 
Ball retrievers must be careful. 
Heard of three in 
The last season 
Getting nipped. 
One badly, a Staffer. 
Shoulda known better. 
The bumpy bastard regarded 
By me these last five years. 
Right here. 
Stream must have offered 
Enough fish, snakes 
Raccoons, skunks 
Wandering dogs, ducks. 
And sweet irrigation. 
For the old Guy… 

Out of the corner 
Of his eye 
Always it seems. 
Giving me the hunter-look 
Unless I mistook.