Tit For Tat
Seeing
a
jackal
beat
on
a
novel
drum
A
tiger,
with
eagerness
at
its
peak,
Wished
to
do
the
very
same
-
And
struck
on
the
drum
with
a
stick!
The
drum
was
really
a
nest
of
wasps,
Suddenly
they
attacked
the
foolish
tiger
Who
flew
fast
and
fell
into
a
deep
pit
Where
he
died
in
groaning
pain
severe!
The
jackal's
pretending
to
play
on
the
drum,
For
he
was
in
a
revengeful
mood
To
take
the
tiger's
life
who
killed
The
she-
jackal,
his
love,
sweet
and
good!
Copyright © Mandal Bijoy Beg | Year Posted 2014
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