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For my writing class I had to write a poem about a tiger that was loose in a neighborhood and I can't come up with a name for it. Also you can tell me what you think of it. Finally, free of that binding cageAll I want is to go homeThe cold, dark pavement is so different from the jungleBut the starry night is the sameI am confusedI need something to fill the emptiness of my stomachMy vibrant fur shines under a bright street lightMy pelt bloodyA stone shoved in my pawA small child sits on a swing aloneHe cannot see meOne strike of my paw and I would have foodPrimal instincts start to take overBut I pauseIs it that I would be taking away someone's childLike me being taken from my cubsHe looks at meHe is now frozen with fear and shockI lay downThe pain spreading through my bodyHe comes nearMy whiskers brush against himHe unexpectedly pulls out the stoneHis mother shouts in the distanceHe runsI ponder not why he helped me But why did i spare him?
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