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Tiger s Holiday Poem2 ^5 O) P2 o p* u3 x' B! T, {- X
2 S, Z# U; g8 B" r3 \Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house3 L) H' G4 S+ ?
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
! q6 j+ Q' L: ~& fShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,' N' m* O! ?- D% q1 ~& v
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.8 U/ q% y3 R6 r% ^/ u" z5 Y5 I% X
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.$ Y7 J$ @' o4 d5 k% R
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.
- d, d: M0 m* g9 k2 \: m2 u9 v! `He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
$ ~$ A0 u5 X( N% H4 ^, W: ?With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.3 V2 `% P4 O1 d0 V
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
- ?% |7 u8 h( A! |' I/ kTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
# D& c2 ?' X6 ?: y* J- ?With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,2 X5 z( I8 c+ {
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
; ]% |2 k3 N' [: U; R# mDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
/ Q+ E- W) I, L- s, e% }Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
8 D! y7 u2 X/ y8 w2 u& ]( ?6 oAnd I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,3 ]# B! L9 a! l) d
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
. b9 ^4 U% c( U1 QShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
* B- [+ ?* z7 v nHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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