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Friday, July 17, 2009


Timber Tiger

The timber tiger is what I seek.
His stripes are bold; his bulging cheek

Is filled with nuts and seeds and bird eggs
And bugs and worms and even frog legs!

I can hear him chittering.
Underneath the steps he’s skittering.

I know if I am very still
I’ll have a chance to make a kill.

And what else to do on a cloudy day
But lie on the patio and dream of prey?


Now, for the Modulator's Friday Ark. And on Sunday, the Carnival of the Cats at Meowza.

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