I roam through the jungle, this Is my home,
My daily survival depends on the skills I’ve been taught.
To find my own way, too search for food,
Is everyday, these things that I do.
I’m fast and strong, part of what I am,
If growl as I move, they know coming I am.
My colors and stripes say I am the tiger,
I’m a cat by nature, I live by the fight.
Keith Garrett
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I am a tiger., lol.
Thanks always
On Tue, Sep 22, 2015 at 6:56 AM, keithgarrettpoetry wrote:
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Why have you uploaded the same poem three times? Not to be rude but you have a glaring typo in the poem.