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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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- R: x1 S( ^! V2 ATwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house# ?/ u. D) a2 y% r5 ~
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
+ p- K# z+ j! Q2 J# T8 {3 ?! \5 f& RShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,6 J. d7 M8 d' s1 H# ~3 d& i, w
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.% g# a e# f+ P# p
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
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He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,% @ G; U8 e4 x. ?- }+ L$ U3 c6 A
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
; R3 F' b* b) S9 {3 `9 oFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,* x0 `8 R n" r& O8 x1 ?2 _ z
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.2 V' I, J$ F0 b
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,0 U) i: k; t/ o) m
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
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Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .( F3 o& q$ ~# u
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
% R4 n" `. u2 R7 K9 @2 H"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."; P5 o5 j% C& X. i
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
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