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Tiger s Holiday Poem! N% N% w9 J* Q. }! X B
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Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
# X+ V( Q' y) OTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
! {; _" b. ~" P/ X. a+ \8 zShe wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
( t8 k: ^- u M+ @Cause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.
) n* {" L1 K6 A# xHe’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.% W& d; ^ R9 c* O0 e
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.4 |% }% v- M0 A+ B2 _3 n
He’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
3 j9 ]$ @8 Q* D) a, _With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.1 B/ b) f+ E0 a5 x8 D9 y
From the top of the Tour to the basement of blues,
/ b. b3 a, |) Z3 G7 k/ {1 Y2 HTiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.; ?: {: D2 f8 I' Y4 I
With hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
# t: Q/ d( T0 bWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.
* y% U: k1 y4 p. i9 D, bDespite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',
% q# k" L: b! z" J4 z! ^: lTiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .& ^6 a9 l' d/ {$ s
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,
( Q* |! N& U, t6 g. t; T4 m"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid."4 G7 {2 I( E- y) @
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,' n% v) i2 j' B0 q
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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