Golfers Off Course Poem by Ima Ryma

On a South African golf green
A golfing hazard did appear,
Two male black mambas on the scene
Fighting over a female here.
The black mamba, deadliest snake,
One bite would be fatal on par,
And so no putts the golfers take,
Moving off of the green afar.
Entwined, the snakes did dance away,
Unknown which one did win the match.
The golfers continued to play,
Keeping a nervous eye out - natch!

Black mambas in their dance of woo
Do not ask if they can play through.