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Tiger s Holiday Poem0 K& d4 T+ V6 u* E- @7 I
/ [0 G) \4 @4 ^& \4 BTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
, R- U: \% j- T$ p5 rTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
* v; |; z2 e& C0 F, jShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
+ ?$ @9 r1 Z5 ?# U' [. uCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.# X, [* q+ X1 X# ^
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.2 H, o7 \# n7 W# A
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed./ ^: R' f c$ }
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,/ u! r- l% g! n
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
# d; w( B [, C+ w' G9 W( `From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
* r% v8 H* D+ T7 Z" [ s/ UTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.9 @4 `/ q! e3 i' K
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,) {/ k' B" C! E5 @! L v& _
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
. j) ]- [" Q. _5 r- m& g' HDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
. T- G6 x8 M3 o5 C( K+ I' tTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
- M8 B; G3 H0 n: ^* nAnd I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,' J) N8 @: K& A2 \, p# j
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
- s4 u# A* l) b J/ BShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,3 S( O7 o8 J* L1 U& \
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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