GothicFrogDesigns

There once was a tiger like no other Though there was little clue to his nature For he looked the same as every other tiger He always felt a little different He would wake up in the morning and stretch and yawn He would go to the waterhole and wash and drink And then he would explore the jungle He would hunt high and low In deep dark caverns and shallow pools For the tiniest creatures and he would marvel and their size For the largest beasts and wonder at their strength For the extraordinary monsters and be amazed at their rarity For the ordinary critters and gape at their generosity But by far his favourite wildlife were the colourful animal