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Tiger s Holiday Poem
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Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house' v7 ^3 Y% |/ A3 _% T9 n) |' G0 w
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
: z% ^, t4 X' l& M8 w3 _! a7 _1 d sShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,7 L/ ]1 I% z X
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
" Z+ v. w2 s# I4 @He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.! ?& g, B/ A5 w' n
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.& p2 ~2 E# h/ |2 G# P/ Q
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
/ P* D5 G( w5 ^1 gWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.+ O! ~0 o& w G% y4 x) ~6 d
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
# u, V# d! ^$ B! X& p# cTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
; F$ Q9 W3 H2 ^3 W( B* K2 n" oWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
* x8 O6 D3 e4 s% G" L$ ]; a* g; fWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.7 @* N5 D/ X0 o( v% d
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
% a( J+ X6 k$ h# aTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .0 S. q0 U& S+ ]& d
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
$ u) K: U$ p( e. i! R7 e! p: ["If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
) P2 Q) @) a6 u0 NShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
7 C% X! {" ]% N" O9 sHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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