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Tiger s Holiday Poem& @3 `( n& I& w# ^
: L. Z4 |3 Z# \, cTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
`) u* q1 Y, Z2 f3 ?% A$ LTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
& {' y1 D! P' e% QShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,' m& l/ j _" B: C8 Y
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
/ c$ O. f% J; W# m; M% a4 I- lHe’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
# B5 b: L8 m; {# e4 v, yWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.5 P6 ]# @* J" I: e7 g' h
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,) R. d1 u6 W: V# N8 a
With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
, B# w+ U1 L# I: m. U0 @. TFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
: `4 W. T, b" `/ C+ P$ uTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.. B- f3 _; ~- w# t, y
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
! J/ S. D1 m1 s( [5 cWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.2 _) C7 ^& V6 O/ p1 c
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin', F$ d3 b# j' l/ v' i: W) i
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .
P ^- j/ I, I. eAnd I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,2 D5 q* p6 j4 Y: n' ^7 S
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."0 ^. f, y* g0 j* F: N* h
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,9 n7 _+ y; q- R. q i( v. q+ C
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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