Pros:
(To the tune of "A Horse with No Name," by America. My apologies if it's been done before or if you just don't enjoy it.)
When I first got to the arroyo
I was lookin' for some kind of map
There were benches, a playground, trash cans and things
And a basket by the parking lot
From the tees I had to watch the trails with care,
Watch with a careful eye
There were joggers, bikers, dog walkers
That could be hit from the sky
I've played through the desert
Throwin' discs with no name
It felt good there in the morning time
In the desert you must remember your line
'Cause the bushes and the little trees just grab all the time
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Cons:
After five holes in the desert sun
I needed an app instead
The signage left me without a clue
I was looking at a river bed
The satellites told me where next to go
Made it so I found blue and red
You see I've played through the desert
Throwin' discs with no name
It felt good there in the morning time
In the desert you must remember your line
'Cause the bushes and the little trees just grab all the time
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Other Thoughts:
After nine holes the course made sense to me
'Cause the direction had turned for home
There were cacti and birds and rocks and things
There was sand where I was throwin' rings
The course is in a desert but there's life all around
In a varied recreational space
The locals clearly put love into the course
It put a pleasin' smile on my face
(Everybody!)
You see I've played through the desert
Throwin' discs with no name
It felt good there in the morning time
In the desert you must remember your line
'Cause the bushes and the little trees just grab all the time
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la