The Tiger
In the jungle,
where shadows play,
a tiger roams,
fierce at bay.
Stripes like flames,
dancing in light,
moving with grace,
a magnificent sight.
His gaze holds stories,
ancient and bold,
a spirit untamed,
adventures untold.
Through vibrant leafs,
he walks with pride,
a creature of beauty,
fearless and wide.
In golden glow,
he reigns supreme,
a symbol of courage,
chasing the dream.
Oh, noble tiger,
grace in your song,
in this wild heart,
where you belong.
With stars as your witness,
forever you roam,
in the jungle's embrace,
you find your home.
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