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Inside the Cage
A blue, daft bird paid no heed
Inched forth toward the gilded pen did she speed
Caught forth in mine eyes the master of the pen:
She is a copper tiger out er' den.
And there I perched upon the ledge
Of the great rock near the cage's edge.
And the bird she chirped till the tiger purred-
Such foolishness is the mind this bird.
It was a grouse the tiger did prowl
Nary I was no bird of fowl;
Reckon'd I'd seen the grouse before
Twas' on this rock only yesterday yore.
So sweet, pray that the nights n'er end
A bird and a tiger ever on a friend.
And on that morn the sun did peak
Such trust to step off the rock to wreak
Come closer.
My rock I abandoned into the cage,
Less than a week ended the age
For the bird she saw not the tiger's prowl
Haunched forth- I chirped through the silent growl
The tiger sprang and the bird she flew
Onto the rock; she now knew:
Little imprints scarred upon her chest
The tigers claws among her crest
N'er again will I be in the pen
For now I know what of a friend.
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