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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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* W$ T* F& x; K0 h5 rTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
, Z2 E2 I; K& w: zTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
* v: a& L5 [. Q: _6 z3 lShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
- G) Q5 K" w+ q5 [/ f+ B# NCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.7 w# a$ w5 W# r; S3 o" P( P
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
: R- c' l: F' {; S& TWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.
9 `/ J9 ] i( Q( m( nHe’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
" z" b, N1 D6 ~" N- J4 v8 @/ OWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
- [! ^. d, A+ E, R; n* f: \* nFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,. w T9 m7 d) C; @
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.6 N3 u6 c$ \8 I6 m. y
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
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Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',: w: x, Z4 _; M" I& q5 h
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
2 ~; J# k2 R' T( O: I UAnd I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
: v6 |4 ^5 _, Q# l: o2 P$ s) m8 G"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."0 r4 W7 e! q* ^4 i/ J
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
G U5 @, a! m5 j9 H" m# a- AHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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