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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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& k% v" j) g, B" K0 oTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house% t @! `2 H8 E; j+ k" g) k
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.1 Y8 B5 n' T C1 O8 ~. l1 b ]2 F
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
4 }. c! U7 L- C' Q2 vCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.3 K' t3 Y; p/ N2 }. h
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.. m F, y, k4 D$ q$ ~ {
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.( B/ @: r O9 B- R
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
; j9 B3 ]" H5 @, B/ L# e* zWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
0 I+ h7 _) D: v( N# G# SFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,3 t" {3 A) I7 C# M3 D6 S! W2 u/ |
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.2 r8 R! [% B. ]
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,6 Y/ ]& v& Y9 u; Z* S
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
5 t; s, d; z% k" hDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',& ]; E3 V/ g& a
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
( z Z$ z k! B6 n9 ]8 W" QAnd I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
/ O4 i6 p! d `9 e"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."3 H* ]9 O: Q9 `
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,! `7 h( H& r+ U% a
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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