by
Jen Steffee
I am a strange girl who loves tigers I wonder if tigers ever tire I hear the beating heart of the siberian's prey I want to play with the tigress's young I am a strange girl who loves tigers I pretend that I am as fearless as the tiger I feel the thrill of the tiger's chase I touch the coarse fur of the tiger's flank I worry that they might become extinct I cry when a young kit loses its mother I am a strange girl who loves tigers I understand that tigers are endangered I say let all tigers roam free I dream of running alongside the white tiger I try to help the tigers all I can I hope that tigers will thrive again I am a strange girl who loves tigers
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