His stance, as he stood there, blocking my way
Suggested that this might be my last day
A tiger as bright as a Tiger might be
Standing there, motionless, staring at me
I doubt that I could have been any more scared
This wasn't a day when I'd been well prepared
And yet when I thought that this might be the end
The tiger said Hi, and we soon became friends!
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