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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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2 O; X7 i0 X! @- p, }$ f5 M& CTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house/ F+ x6 @+ F R1 U9 j$ L6 k* w
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.6 P1 x2 d& q, n# w z6 S
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,6 L" Z! m- W5 u B% p! l! B
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.5 o3 K, I6 Z8 p. n: D) J2 }/ B$ I% c% E
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
6 G, o% R: D0 t! s9 B+ @6 z: e. ^6 eWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.) U) l* J5 J: e
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
5 B3 c8 V: D9 A# AWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.4 A( R* Z K5 I4 i7 u. | C3 R# ?
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,9 Z* h3 H/ K! K+ [6 Q
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.2 R, [4 ^9 a' ? i; ^
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,. ?2 C( Q+ p8 A6 }' Q
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
/ g# I4 T4 l1 F" eDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',! W2 @( K) N7 h
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .! ~* u2 q! s7 e) T
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,9 D& r8 [' c6 B: R0 s
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
* S' B3 P8 h5 O R. y0 ?She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,+ G9 E3 A3 F. l0 F, @ b9 h
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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