The Tiger
Prowling through his kingdom a king.His reclusive Russion region.
Coat made in Hephaestus's forge.
Eyes gleaming like amber gems.
Seeming to bw studying.
What may come his way will not be okay.
The Tiger
Prowling through his kingdom a king.To have great poets there must be great audiences too.
Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)
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The Tiger | 0 | 01/30/2014 |
Against Animal Testing | 1 | 01/30/2014 |
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