TIGER
There was tiger named Archie Hoggerpipe,
Who, weirdly, wished to swap every dark stripe.
A turkey quickly agreed
To meet Archie's costume need.
Thankful lions ate Arch, leaving no tripe.
The stuffed pride of lions later cried fowl.
O how the savannah shook with their howl.
A tiger without wishbone
Left all lions anger prone,
Until round the striped turkey they did prowl.
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