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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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' Y e; l n d! D; q) b' ]Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house J2 l. v" w1 M2 W3 E) K* l
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.# G# H+ W% M+ X- e/ a4 Z
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
0 y9 ] Q e. p: b+ s6 B1 j* UCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
4 ~, L4 {' H gHe’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.4 U! `( Q* X( b
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.. P0 F, e- u/ p8 I3 k4 J
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,3 t' J4 N( d4 h1 B! Y
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
0 M* H* u( D# I& q! FFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,8 J k' C. ^* `0 Q& J4 P& Z( x! a
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.6 s3 s/ D$ l% T) v& d0 }& C
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,6 ?) o% J2 u8 X, y2 f& j
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
/ S0 f" [9 q0 \( B1 |$ kDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
* V9 M% K( a) O# w' E. aTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden . o2 ?) g" u$ m4 w8 ^3 B8 Y3 o) d% l! V) ]
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,2 K4 |4 A% j$ X$ E, D; w" I: D
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
9 I' p+ T, C2 ?4 \: `She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
3 w4 ~$ @9 S f7 N5 I! xHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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