I lived with a tiger in a tree,
And I could tell
By the way it looked at me sometimes,
It was going to eat me someday.
And I didn't know
Which of my behaviors
Engaged it so,
And which ones made it want to chase me.
Finally the notion dawned on me
That I could live in another tree
And think of all the other things
That I don't know about tigers.
But I could live,
And think,
And not know
A little bit longer,
Maybe.
-jenn
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