It all began in ‘83, in honor of our Gramp,
The Kula Open was first played to crown a Kula Champ

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And Mid Pines was our course of choice, where we all learned to play. 
A course cut in a Willow Grove, by Louis Dingeldey.

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Then years went by, our course was sold, The Open’s future dark,
“Go west, young man!” we all were told, so we Walked in a Park.

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Now Dan’s and Gary’s streaks of 3 were great, and some say dandy.
The only other champs we’ve had are Mike, Mark, Bob and Randy.

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Then further west, the Carlisle Course was played for just 2 year.
Mike and Gary were the champs, 2 greats among their peers.

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I didn’t win the first year there, and this could be a factor.
In just one swing, my chance was gone, my first shot hit a tractor.

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In ‘17 the Open moved, “Last call for Astorhurst!”
We’ve played 4 courses, three have closed, the Kulas must be cursed.

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The Golf Club in North Olmsted is where we played this year.
And Dan cannot win longest drive, because he lives so near.

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There’s Gary, Susan, Sara, Bob, and Abby, also Brad.
And brothers Tony, Ralph and Len, and Ben who is their dad.

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And Dan, and Mike, and Jessica, and also MaryLou
And Dani, Mark, and T.K. Foxx, and Greg, and Matt times two.

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And Randy, Ken and Brittany, and Jeff, and also Ryan.
To rhyme the players’ names is hard, you know I am really tryin’.

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Samantha, Jason, Bri, and Rob, and Debbie, also Dale.
Kelsey, Kevin, Jackie too, and last of all there’s Gail.

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I think I’ve mentioned all who’ve played, if any I have missed -
Don’t blame me, I got the names from Randy’s website list.

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I thought the poem had all our names, but really it did not.
Courtney was the only one I guess that I forgot

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Guess again, there’s some more names I also have forgotten,
Colin, Lisa, and Marie, that makes me feel so rotten!

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Rebecca, Jean, and Terri, too; who haven’t played just yet.
And don’t forget the final 3, Kim, Allee, Antoinette.

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Un-Kulas I will try to name, there’s more than just a few.
Bob & Bob & Chris & Claire & Don & Don & Drew.

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Mike & Ken & Kaye & Steve & 2 guys both named Gary,
Reggie, Rich, and his son Rich, and then cartwheeling Terry.

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Sean & Tim & Nuria, a Brian we have had.
And last the un-named golfer who is known as “Kierstin’s Dad”.

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Players, courses, things have changed, for almost every Open.
But we’ll continue for some time, it’s what we all are hopin’.

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But there have been some constants too, from Open 1 through now.
We take a moment to thank those whose money they endow.

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For prizes that are won each year, by almost every Kula,
Our many thanks to Jean and Ralph, for putting in the moolah.

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Although our Mom has never golfed, prize cash she gave a lot.
In her honor, we have named this trophy Jean’s Pin Shot.

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In basketball, the net is high, in hockey it’s much lower.
Ralph’s favorite sport is played on ice, his golf game is much slower.

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So we’ll combine the two for him, it’s really no surprise,
To honor him this trophy's now Ralph Kula’s Low Net Prize.

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In ‘91 the Seniors played, someone won 9 of 10.
It wasn’t Tony and not Ralph, but older brother Len.

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Eleven times he won the crown, we’ll honor him, you bet!
Len Kula’s Senior Trophy now, is what the winners get!

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I thought the poem had all our names, but really it did not.
Courtney was the only one I guess that I forgot.

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Now Susan said I can’t use “Rolph” to form a rhyme with “golf”.
Next time don’t tell me what to do, and write the poem yoursolf!