Retirees crowded around the rental carts,
Arranging themselves in foursomes for nine rounds.
"To be or not to be, that is the question,"
Someone joked, apropos of nothing certain
I could observe of their carts or their pairings.
Others took up the refrain, pleased with themselves
For saying the thing, the famous thing, best known
Line in English literature. "To be or
Not to be." Laughter. "To be or not to be."
Murmuring. Chuckles. "To be or not to be."
White heads wearing visors rode out, armed with clubs.
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