Ode to the Tiger

Start writing... My plump tiger, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you run, sleep and hunt,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the little stunt.

Let me compare you to a biting prune?

You are more fighting, excellent and blue.

Weird sun heats the brittle peaches of June,

And summertime has the exciting thru.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your lifelong fingers, lip and toe.

Thinking of your first-class lip fills my days.

My love for you is the long potato.

Now I must away with a noble heart,

Remember my through words whilst we're apart.