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Tiger s Holiday Poem" f, w' `. X: n+ R: T+ {$ P
/ a. _& k1 ]! j7 }+ I9 bTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
/ d9 ?+ x4 E$ H! \Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.6 T8 }* a" Y" U* I: W' j! T
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
' X8 y4 q+ p& K: g( ~0 `" o6 U: X3 sCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.! t& h, M- E1 {( n1 B% M& o0 X5 {4 ]/ c
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
" v. ]8 Y9 q$ m; f' BWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.9 m n, r( O; w; _& e4 B
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
6 i& |+ a! ]; Q$ iWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
$ P/ D6 h" @- |- ~. SFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,+ m J* {+ S7 J0 [
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
$ e9 ]& b7 e* {" @# F0 HWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,9 J$ R8 w* L3 u1 a, R" d6 A6 F' O
When not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.% }& m% ?5 I$ `! A1 v+ R$ M* G6 v
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
& `8 \# M& E3 J& {( X# N3 K5 \Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden ./ ^& ?3 w* m# T2 ~% s
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,1 g, m) s( a5 W, ~' P L
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
9 [) ?2 S$ I) r6 ^# tShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,( M- \5 a( }' i; `. f" u+ Q( h
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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