Not immoral pleasure seekers, but something they may wear. Not a ground shaping tool, but in the garden it's there. Not equine in nature, but you can lead it to water. Had one more line for a hint, but I didn't bother.

Laundry goes in me. Or I make you wait... What could I clearly be To describe such a state?

In the day, generally not okay. At night, let your wings take flight. A simple thing we all must do, once our eyes say adieu.

I'm about to open up, about why I play games of this kind, I actually have severe depression, and an overactive mind, The mind part is probably obvious from all these clues I make, Way too detailed and always rhyming for goodness' sake, I wanted to say thank you, for the all this fun, And believe me when I say, that this has only just begun

What Arnold Palmer might have said to Snead if Snead’s ball were further from the hole.