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Tiger s Holiday Poem6 E! ~! z8 \0 h" e6 B, W
1 C+ [' q- e! X: _: j" k, eTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house: f9 M" L% ]$ z2 T: }5 {, \. s
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
7 s. |1 ` w5 s& A: Z9 f* Q: GShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
- |7 e6 R* g3 aCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry./ t5 f; W$ X; _, L
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
( a5 Y8 B5 V9 f/ D$ YWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.
! J4 U- c8 {. ^ G( CHe’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,% J/ n9 Y' X4 [
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.; L- y2 u, z/ d
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
# e0 W, L; B5 x. t' ?- |7 d! |Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
3 ~8 \+ [; P/ Z( \- R$ ZWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
/ V/ ~2 c w3 iWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
. u( K0 e# U1 l& m$ `0 kDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
/ W$ l- m+ ~4 _. _+ k" wTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .3 s9 ~/ Z5 U8 D
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,3 c3 f+ E! Z, T7 R# g
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid.", ?0 ?8 v3 R5 h! K5 m1 C
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
6 n' Y4 |' E$ @! K( g" ~Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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