The jungle is a stealth tiger .On the tiger he has hot red flaming strips.The tiger eyes are like hot red chills.The tiger hunts through the misty night.As his viscous teeth crunch through the bloody MooseThe tiger creeps as fast as the swift wind.
I like this poem because its about your dog loving you .
The tiger hunts through the misty night.
As his viscous teeth crunch through the bloody Moose
The tiger creeps as fast as the swift wind.
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