Kiddish
Kiddish
Visited a posh shop on soft toys
for little babies, girls, also boys,
too crowded with lots of noises.
Got enchanted to make best choice.
A dreadful tiger was walking free
to move its neck just ninety degree
even capable to climb a tree,
operated by strong battery.
Yellow patches boldly glittering
Deep dark black brown stripes brightly shining,
large eye balls glowing glistening,
short fluffy tail waving, wagging.
Chewing, grinding on movable jaw.
Forward and backward was throwing paw
Alternately hiding, showing claw.
Also broad frightful yawning I saw.
Sharp teeth, scarlet tongue, stuffed in soft foam,
It can snore, it can roar and can roam.
I developed cute kiddish syndrome
Tempted to buy and brought it at home.
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