Hi Peter
I thought you and your friends may like to look at the Tiger Wood's holiday poem and Christmas Card...
Twas the night of thanksgiving and out of the house,
Tiger Woods came a flyin', chased by his spouse.
She weilded 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 sordid tale was all over the news.
With hostesses and waitresses he had lots of sex,
When not in their pants, he was sending them texts.
Despite all his cryin' and beggin' and pleadin',
Tiger's wife went investin' in a new home in Sweden.
And she was heard to exclaim from her white Escalade,
"If you're gettin' laid, then I'm gettin' paid."
She's not poutin', she's of jolly good cheer,
Her pre-nup made Christmas come early this year.
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