My journal of Abba's and The Beatles music, short stories and poems for a contest. |
| Tigers in the city? Not a real one but the city is a jungle Some people who live there aren't always nice. This could be anywhere, this is true. Yellow eyes are glowing like the neon lights. It has been years since I have seen the city at night. I live three hours from Chicago but I don't go there at all. I hear we have bobcats now where I live in the country. Would one say:"I am the tiger. People fear me, never go near me." I would like to see a cute bobcat up close. A tiger, too. I see a bobcat at the zoo and he puts his body against the glass and I put my hand on the glass as he bats at me. If he wasn't behind glass, I would be in trouble I am sure. Beware! The tiger has an open area at the side where he roams. I love tigers. I wouldn't grab a tiger by his tail and chase him around because I wouldn't want to end up being churned buttermilk! |