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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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/ O, M1 m; ]8 |$ ^& q) r8 _Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
+ S: ~! V S) B1 U# r( h' T5 cTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.2 @& ~9 L% `- m, d4 G: P2 s$ q! E) }
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
* q* D& g5 \5 T# RCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry., ~4 D, q" f# x3 b( T1 b
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.' F) K2 R; N' R+ i1 F* f
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.: W8 x+ \) B- h* E, N9 |! s
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
/ q; B% ]' q/ S* ?/ r: PWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
+ _( v, y5 p( `8 r+ G3 a8 @6 a3 NFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,6 k' W3 n& A% P. W4 S( y( U
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
: r2 I0 s* f5 b2 |$ mWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,9 @+ L a' Z7 z- v3 w# n8 a# a, _
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
" u* S# n9 q0 {% `, @Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
* E# q$ E: h* c+ R& oTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .# R' X) M+ i1 w# f* T8 K* X H
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,! F3 L! W, a/ O) K. O, L
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
* X6 V! x' P2 A, W3 |5 W: AShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,' ~. ?% q& ?& G8 D
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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