The Tigerilla
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CHAPTER ONE
They closed the county zoo for it was sick financially
They thought they’d take the creatures to their homes across the sea
The Silverback Gorilla soon in Africa would be
And then they’d go to Asia where they’d set the tigers free
With animals in cages in the cargo bay that day
The plane took off and so their journey home was underway
But also on the plane where all the passengers were sat…
A lady with a broomstick and a very pointy hat
She was a witch, she had an itch and scratched it with her wand
She made a spell to send all itches back where they belonged
But in a sudden cloud, all Smokey green, a bad egg pong
The silly witch said, “Oops, I think my little spell went wrong.”
But when the cloud of green had gone, as also was the smell
Everything aboard the plane appeared all good and well
And so the witch took out her little book of spells to read
But in the cargo bay some things were very wrong indeed
The creatures in their cages had all blended with each other
If any could have used a phone they might have called their mother
For animals that never lived all came to be that day
And if a sane man saw them he would very likely pray
In one cage an iguana and a dog became Dogzilla
A big brown rodent turned into some kind of Rat-erpiller
And these seemed fairly placid but the spell produced a killer
When beasts from different continents became the Tigerilla
These and other mixed up beasts had been locked up for ages
But now they had a newfound strength and burst out of their cages
And once the plane had landed, which the pilot didn’t bungle
All the beasts ran off to make a new life in the jungle.
CHAPTER TWO
The Tigerilla prowled the darkest nights and brightest days
A mighty ape with tiger fur and cunning tiger ways
Suddenly across his path a big gorilla stood
And Tigerilla snarled just like a Tigerilla should
The big gorilla snorted and he beat his massive chest
But Tigerilla’s tiger half was not all that impressed
So Tigerilla bared his claws and calmly said, “Meow.”
The mighty ape just ran and he might still be running now
But no, it seems that Tigerilla made him really mad
He was king of the jungle and another won’t be had
He gathered half a dozen apes who cornered Tigerilla
And chuckled when Dogzilla came… along with Rat-erpiller
He muttered in gorilla-speak, “If those two are your army,
You’d better think again, my friend, for you, my friend, are barmy.
So leave my land you stripy fiend, you weird abomination
And take your mixed up friends; you’re all an insult to creation.”
Outnumbered, Tigerilla grinned and winked at both his friends
A look that seemed to mean, “Why don’t I show you how this ends?”
Alas, the gang of apes moved in, devoid of fear or doubt
Till Tigerilla chewed them up then spat their bones back out
And all the jungle birds and beasts (and those part insect too)
Gathered round to celebrate the jungle king so new
Though Tigerilla’s fight had left him huffing and a puffing
He stood like a gorilla who was bold and scared of nothing
But then the ground was shaken by a hundred stomping feet
Whatever caused those tremors no one there was keen to meet
But when they saw the culprit they all ran away at speed
And even Tigerilla fled the elephantipede!
Copyright © Terry Flood | Year Posted 2023
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