The Royal Bengal Tiger
Tiger Tiger, your eyes are bright,
In the forest of Shundarban at night;
You have sharp paws and eyes,
You get stronger at night for preys.
When the moon starts to give light in the skies.
The Shundarban started to be burn with the fire of your eyes,
There is no hand that can stop your aspire,
Who can dare to seize your eyes fire.
Who has shoulder to you fight?
None can reach to your height.
If some one wants to you beat
They suppose to have strong feet,
Is there any hammer or chain?
In which can smash your brain.
No eyes can forget ever your style of grasp
It can compare to terrors clasp!
When you try to kill deers with your sharp spears
The rest of the animals shade their tears:
They can do nothing but to see
No one will come to attack thee.
Tiger Tiger, your eyes are bright,
In the forest of Shundarban at night;
You have sharp paws and eyes,
You get stronger at night for preys.
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