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Tiger s Holiday Poem+ j/ z3 S1 W; E9 f$ {- D
D/ _1 f: ?0 c- q: D; v. BTwas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
. U' [1 j+ x5 Z# {# D! uTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.' h( i) g N& K F# k/ r! m6 p
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
0 Z) R; p; H" s+ r, pCause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.+ X! Z, t2 \# v+ S9 R% K/ h
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.9 ^. _3 m) b6 p. H
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.( b6 R% P9 f8 b* d2 I9 y1 `& G
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
" h" c- h, M8 ~0 ^With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
7 s0 S p$ U! o6 o" s% X) V9 AFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
+ ^" G* @" E( ZTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
) R4 R* H+ T: ^/ }/ s$ qWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
0 L9 v: n% H7 o. x* q! I) W2 N; cWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.' Q/ x- E" k0 I! b. X8 Q
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',+ {0 U5 f) ~! F" E- W; R6 w1 V
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .* |- p/ I6 i' o! I1 U, J7 o
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
# _9 d+ F, V9 e! s"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."& {: ]" h+ o% v9 w
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,
( ]3 h, N+ ?! Q: g7 g! k! e( u8 X+ U0 rHer prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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