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Tiger s Holiday Poem, X" j2 M! j$ y1 n; n6 J2 b2 J
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Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
6 k7 b5 |0 |4 R9 wTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
* O3 q2 S4 r& b$ D) r# K; jShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
% v3 `0 |* n3 P8 B8 ECause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.8 T& R! B, a8 s" x% x' A* f" z8 Q6 G
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
* l1 l4 Z6 `$ E0 ~5 |Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.
! X6 t3 l6 z' L2 N/ cHe’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
& `+ D" C4 ^" W" ]- t+ o% UWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
& {( {2 q9 s$ ]/ o8 I, GFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
! G4 B& \7 {/ t7 N1 ATiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
$ Z, O3 q" ?* p& ^With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,: y Y6 P9 g% p8 A
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.3 u ]% U4 f0 D8 Y1 I
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
% z; V6 v2 G. G. \Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
# {5 f( x4 S6 z2 aAnd I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,5 l2 q: i2 ^ _0 }# A5 F; [: z- B
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
3 L N& _2 @. S0 SShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,1 r: s9 h. c6 [, w+ {5 J. m: e; m# C
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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