I wrote this when I was about 8. Possible William Blake influence, but at that age I kinda doubt it:
The tiger is a ferocious jungle cat.
Like the lion, a lot meaner than that.
Stripes are black. Can't fit in a sack.
And that is that is the tiger.
And I'm not sure my poetry has improved any in nearly 30 years. Why my Mom saved this, only God knows.
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