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 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.
. . . j
from the Childhood Remedy and Other Such collection
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