The Tiger
The Tiger
One of the beauty of the forest
So Wild so strong
Roaring always with his
Amazing strips of colourful skin
The jungle can't withhold her nature
Not even when she hunts
The Tiger
The forest is the tigers zone
Day noon and night
Her energy triggers fear
In the midst of all cats
SHe roars like a jealous hunter
Protective to her offsprings
Yet the forest bleeds
When he feeds
Oh tiger my beautiful tiger
One of the beauty of the jungle
So wild so strong
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