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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
# M3 g6 j6 G8 ]& PTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.( z, v8 j0 V+ i8 F' I
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,! c1 h: X, w' z. K7 p/ e7 \& d" t
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
2 @* F) B' [4 r: \2 n( \( k6 [8 xHe’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.1 o8 A" ^3 B% h4 y5 o
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed./ y4 K+ |& }% T1 N
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,! ]$ {7 y7 a$ a% e. h* s- x/ `' s; \) |: {
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.9 Q! o% H1 g1 W7 O
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,1 U' D, B. R) v1 N, s3 P! O# {+ z
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.& }, h% P1 B) O+ X
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
5 M" b7 g( v5 FWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.( |- E. A$ \" n" m! d
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
, O5 U7 g: s8 Y' M. J. Z: A+ NTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
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"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."4 w/ n4 u0 g4 w# w
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,% p. Z. x; t6 ]: {0 c/ Q4 P0 r
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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