A Last one on Tiger

Subject: A Last one on Tiger Sun Dec 20, 2009 6:08 pm

Twas the night of Thanksgiving
and out of the house

Tiger Woods came a
flyin', chased by his spouse.

She wielded a nine iron
and wasn't too merry,

Cause a bimbo’s phone
number was in his Blackberry.

He’d been cheatin'
on Elin, and the story progressed.

Woman after woman
stepped up and confessed.

He’d been
cheatin’ with Holly, and Jaimee, and
Cori,

With Joselyn, and Kalika. The world had the
story.

From the top of
the Tour to the basement of blues,

Tiger’s sad sordid tale
was all over the news.

With hostesses,
waitresses, he had lots of sex,

When not in their
pants, he was sendin' them texts.

Despite all his
cryin’ and beggin' and pleadin',

Tiger’s wife went
investin' -- a new home in Sweden..

And I heard her exclaim
from her white Escalade,

"If you’re gettin' laid
then I’m gettin' paid."

She’s not pouting, in
fact, she is of jolly good cheer,

Her prenup made
Christmas come early this year.