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Tiger s Holiday Poem! X. D& z1 l& E- _* ]) v J# I! p
5 X/ V* P! l' K4 q! P6 wTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house# r4 @8 g. R3 ?2 i
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.. g: w. q9 @1 ^+ z! h
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,; u" r1 A- m' b8 |8 k# z) @ B
Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
# E' K- v: i: z" _He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.' O5 F0 c$ Y8 J
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.5 O- `5 O$ R. J5 i# }4 A+ k- E4 T
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
& E4 W+ ]$ K( d5 C* R$ }+ A SWith Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.; c5 ` J% f6 g# k0 c
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
4 F/ R6 p9 U! t% R8 a4 T; fTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.- H3 [- X* s& t
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
( v/ e' R7 b5 S, x) L/ y5 V# nWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
w8 l* X% Q/ m; r* `3 lDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',- L8 D& [, r+ C% B
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .1 a/ E# P; [9 `
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
. s' `9 d5 C. u5 ["If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."
2 d" O" r9 ]! S# ~2 H/ FShe’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
: J% _- s6 n0 vHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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