He was walking in the jungle happy as can be.
When he chanced upon a tiger in a tree.
The tiger said to him, you look so tasty.
He said, I beg you Mr. tiger please don't eat me.
The tiger gave him a sorrowful look.
As he bit into his thigh.
Which tasted sweet as apple pie.
A delightful write as Apple pie. Beautifully crafted write.10
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