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Tiger s Holiday Poem7 }& n7 p- Q$ P: V2 [: C
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Twas the night of Thanksgiving and out of the house
1 i4 j9 Q7 w* R" w" U$ ]& s5 E1 u9 GTiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.: ?8 N: S C1 l C8 ~) {$ Q5 C
She wielded a nine iron and wasn't too merry,
$ Y4 O/ g0 E$ i$ R& ECause a bimbo’s phone number was in his Blackberry.3 B" C' B+ ]# A; n3 H
He’d been cheatin' on Elin, and the story progressed.' @' ]0 u4 [: J. ] Y% o
Woman after woman stepped up and confessed.
: X( | D7 `- j# C# E: OHe’d been cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and Cori,
$ E+ w: E' i. q. @With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the story.
+ r. i) ~+ Y p: VFrom the top of the Tour to the basement of blues," d" P8 [5 @) l2 d- R0 N" ?
Tiger’s sad sordid tale was all over the news.
% t+ J) v/ I' s8 {% cWith hostesses, waitresses, he had lots of sex,
0 f/ t a ?0 `6 x" d% hWhen not in their pants, he was sendin' them texts.+ d5 P- f N4 k. Q) H E
Despite all his cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin', s* W& e* r/ h0 ]' I
Tiger’s wife went investin' -- a new home in Sweden .6 r+ \0 L+ n4 ^4 Z0 l
And I heard her exclaim from her white Escalade,1 P6 R! ^& U1 S) a
"If you’re gettin' laid then I’m gettin' paid.") o$ p6 q6 n& U
She’s not pouting, in fact, she is of jolly good cheer,9 O+ b) V4 m* v& H/ ]
Her prenup made Christmas come early this year. |
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