11 Jul 2008 |
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It's another hot day The sun was high up in the sky Watchful Papa Tiger nudged his son and shout An excited cry for a hot pursuit Go get them son! Tiger Son galloped into the herd All grazing away lazily like they ever had Nooo! wailed Mama Tiger to her son Stop right there, you hear, stop What in the world are you playing at? Shouted Papa Tiger to his wife I should be asking you that, Papa Chided Mama Tiger standing at akimbo Squaring up as were the lingo Have you so soon forgotten To our world something rotten We eat flesh Mama, very very fresh Said Papa Tiger with a little poetic licence Don't call me stupid, you hear Mama Tiger made it clear Then let the boy be darling It is only his first kiss as you will Boys will be boys, darling Let him have his first kiss and kill Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill Scolded Mama Tiger Is all I hear from you Papa Tiger rolled his eyes and grunted Much I can say about you We are not damn vegetarians We eat meat, fresh from the herd And I will be damned if it had me bothered Then pick someone your size Said Mama Tiger with contemptuous muse Like I said, go get them son But be careful who you pick on! |
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