Even for a Tiger, hell hath no fury
So Tiger had a few jump-offs, what's that got to do with Golf?
He was wrong, but smart enough to know to get away,
Black man & white woman, he thought, I don't want to end up like O.J.,
Here's the real story that the Daily News couldn’t print,
2:30 in the morning, Mrs. Tiger Woods had a fit,
After snooping thru Tiger's phone, she cooked a pot of hot grits,
Then woke up the 4X Master's winner by pouring it on his Kibble and Bits!
Now you know why his stroke ain't been the same since!
Elin in hot pursuit with a Nike nine iron, she chased Tiger down the driveway,
With hot grits in your lap, it hard to drive an Escalade!



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my poet, you might be on to something
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Tiger Woods is the epitome what happens when one loses attitude and confidence...
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Very nice
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