iger Woods Holiday Poem

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.

I wish people wouldn't post such racist things.

I read the message twice, nothing racist about it. I think you maybe a bit too sensitive.  Really the racist card?  Please.......

Yeah dude.  Can we say delusional?  Sorry funtimes, no flame intended...I'm just saying that I read through it several times as well and I found no racism AT ALL.  

Yeah I agree, theres nothing about race, but the poem was one of the best I've read so far...
Good one kid....

Loved it !  Merry Christmas!
Fuzzy

Its been so long since you posted!!!  Glad to see you are doing well!