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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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* D% {2 a5 d) h! M) PTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house2 C, L3 p! r: F6 W( W1 p
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse., _, F: }! C2 p, h0 t7 X5 C4 w
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
: I+ n2 \. w$ V5 B8 d- h5 v& [Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.6 h, G# `" {0 _8 g- ^- C
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.2 ~( u* X% ^5 O0 {: z; F$ P a% l8 V
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed." u9 n+ O6 U) g: S( c9 t6 e6 N. X
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
. f# d+ T& l4 O4 e/ _2 \With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.% J6 P5 I7 _2 _1 f3 ~" J R- k
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues," D+ a! {0 U, [& T% K$ W
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
; H8 H9 g% n+ v3 O0 ^7 C$ CWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,# T$ E6 W! t8 n: r" }
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
U4 ^; u( h7 a; B; `6 o* G0 x4 l* GDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin', J' ^4 c4 \: F4 T8 O' S f* C
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .0 e- y) O9 \. Y( |
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
8 p9 G* i; R& H0 ^" a- N. d& y"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
; F# c! Z& N4 Y/ e. b; t2 ZShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,7 N; L6 P: O) ^4 c- ] Z
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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