Trip the tiger and grab its tail,
with pain I want to hear you wail.
Scream with fear for my waiting ears,
quick, trip him before he hears.
Coward you are.
Afraid to get a scar.
Running, closing the gate,
panting in a tremored state.
Here I thought I\'d see some blood.
Instead the tiger\'s paws covered in mud.
It\'s disappointing.