Tale of Tiger Tail?
Tiger's dazed and feelin' kinda frail!
Incredibly tryin' to late night drive by braille?
Gosh darn fire hydrant and tree!
Escalade crumpled - and now all over the tv!
Rescued by his fearless missus?
Wantonly swingin' a nine iron midst Swedish heroic hisses?
Oh - that Tiger had such luck?
Only next time - he should remember to duck?
Don't drive to play that dangerous nocturnal 19th hole?
Simply forget it - and go with Elin for a long stroll?
He reaches for his wood?
Then, she reaches for her iron?
poem by Hubert Wilson
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