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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house. ^/ h. c4 G: n
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
4 p9 O( P' o& M, u e$ a# {6 k7 TShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,+ Z+ j" R& ` M( L" V2 @1 S4 y% e
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
+ P( T( }3 U' H7 f/ SHe’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.0 Z5 e* h8 J1 Y x
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.
3 j4 |7 h; D( \( c1 y0 h$ T3 qHe’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
2 I. A0 X' z) z! B/ {8 w' NWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.$ ~; j1 M, [' r( F- ~4 X8 }/ F, x- ^
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues," e" Y( b; V! ~! H' g
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
' F; w s+ z) q* ?: } f2 h5 gWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,' u H2 D/ [5 k. _! |; q. p! q
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
0 I' z5 g1 d* z/ YDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
h! \1 X& P3 F$ B, HTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
2 H& n, s# `) T2 d+ m0 }And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
: D5 y3 U) P$ M; @- b7 U+ I# u"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."& c! C M1 m0 \4 m2 s' O( Y; Q0 l
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
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