Ho! the golfing girl is a sight to see
   As she swings along the links,
For mile on mile with a glorious smile;
   She's a captivating minx;
As free as the air, and her tumbled hair
   Is a matter for no distress
To the laughing, chaffing, golfing girl,
   In a perfectly fetching dress.

She swings her brassie, the winsome lassie.
   A sight to feast the eye
Is the dimpled charm of her rounded arm;
   And her skirts are ankle high;
Delightfully tripping, she's bonnie, she's ripping --
   A goddess, a vision, a boon,
Is the romping, rollicking, golfing girl
   On an out-o'-door afternoon.

"Den"
The Gadfly, 12 December 1906