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Tiger s Holiday Poem1 ~7 E" j9 B$ K7 b
- r3 q2 {* H- hTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
! A8 r3 U1 A Y$ TTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
. H: [) V4 ?+ g- S% TShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,6 ?( L+ X! E& l1 Z7 P: A
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
# n$ w: p7 \2 e' ]He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
8 l, K( V5 K, ]& G! z) nWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.
5 M# ~$ L! D+ D vHe’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,1 [. h) `9 B* j6 M. j( }
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.% a5 F$ N% t+ q. ?) K g
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues, h2 C$ a& i& u2 J) q" W# x
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
+ C$ l/ R2 O R; c1 O/ lWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,/ }# B) w$ P- X3 I& e0 c% j
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.# I- [- C' g; e4 h
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',1 s( ?4 _2 P0 @) c$ K
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden ./ I- z7 K/ g7 _3 J" f
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,! R" F' t/ U: \8 o
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
6 Q2 t( G# P; V8 K$ c: @$ O% Z3 l0 VShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,( A9 N' w! I, }2 c
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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