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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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. G( h% |9 |5 j7 O& y# B; D7 m/ a3 J) xTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
+ a1 p W. B* C/ B8 ]Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.) g' b" Z5 g/ {9 ~$ C6 _
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,6 j, C, K! J6 F& M6 g
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.! V$ y, ]9 c" ?! Q
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.# C8 I* n6 p; l& ], P2 Y1 l5 h
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.
% \) K" W8 F0 m; v9 E8 O9 Y8 `+ sHe’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,0 S/ m" y2 P* x% ]
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
% f: R3 |" n1 }. i" }5 z' jFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
a5 Q* n/ K- V" V( E2 r3 iTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.' B& d# W8 Y$ H" ~, i4 \! o. M3 H
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,2 P; @ j, L3 w. m e1 Q2 k" T
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
1 y2 _5 P I9 ^* `0 o; e2 m1 zDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
+ ]4 h: f2 N7 L) B# TTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
* J3 a5 p/ Y& O+ R2 d( Q1 DAnd I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
- @) B' {! q& i' L; e% I2 T"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."8 G( x( i$ N# F) a' g/ m% ?9 z
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
7 m$ }$ G$ ]" M4 V2 c0 GHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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