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Tiger s Holiday Poem; c/ B7 v6 s$ F
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Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
9 Q' M: j' M1 K8 w5 R! q6 a8 mTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.% Y5 }) t$ j) E$ j0 M1 A$ e: D
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
& O3 |; ]6 ~; k9 w! C/ qCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
7 H9 Z: S; c& V4 U- C3 j& [He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
- l: b4 r9 d' f* `3 l& F/ MWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.0 F1 {' }% }9 ~1 g6 E
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,) B) }' c7 _4 a" b0 N
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
& U9 r1 L% e3 G5 RFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,% r4 D) n! i& D: p+ _# f0 d
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
# ^- _, h: x$ v$ JWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,) F( \; v/ j+ R
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
/ [* ^3 d! k2 w- U3 L B& B7 CDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',( N1 q U0 T! _) G4 @
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden ., _& V6 X, e* p* f" V2 q, c
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,) A5 t, d( ?# ~
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
* D# o3 T4 K0 j# L3 b# YShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
* |) [1 P' `/ b7 J0 q7 BHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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