Hour 8: Tiger Ghost

Tiger Ghost


Tiger! I shout! Tiger! I shout!

Like a fire in the sky.

Amid the trees and starshine

I see you go slinking by.

I ask the ghosts of my ancestors

If they could see a tiger in the land

I clap in surprise

Go back and forth with my eyes

With graceful symmetry I stand.

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