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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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7 @7 Y, y* G4 ~+ z. q% {1 OTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
+ ^4 w* X8 @6 D) A/ q& K) c ]/ fTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
- Y! {( ?, U2 {5 ~/ z1 I! X/ nShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,2 t, h9 Y+ I _; n5 M: t
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.% W0 y% P/ U" N( t
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.
" p; l) h* M% \: pWoman after woman stepped up and confessed.# J* Q$ s6 M& d6 N# u
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
! B+ E, A( @5 [6 |- m5 P5 u2 CWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
; g! g8 J8 @" c. BFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,1 j3 x7 }* |+ |6 V
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
4 |6 Q/ r1 |" G% T! s" d( r3 |1 KWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
6 |$ Z2 s' g3 _. J( o1 w0 XWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts./ S4 \3 k' h$ _' F* [7 [- d
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
/ v$ y) N" l% M. C0 @Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .! ? x( s. G7 B3 P% D. z @
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,! C6 z) z! y# G4 x
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
; _7 S+ ]5 Z6 d# BShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
( G: {- D0 O! S. cHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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