Fast Learners

 Fast Learners
 
We caddies didn’t look like much
 in our hung out to dry jeans and t-shirts,
 
but we were hired by
 some of Seattle’s finest citizens–
 
the two buck fee and a dollar tip, made three.
 
At first we were mere mules
 shouldering a heavy load,
 
or silent statues
 eyeing the unruly flight of the ball,
 
but soon enough
 they taught us
 most of what gentlemen need to know–
 
how to throw clubs,
 spit,
 cuss,
 fudge 
 the                 ball                with our foot,
 
and pee
 behind
 trees.