Hush thee, O Stranger
When you trespass
My Tiger's territory
Pray do not wake Him.
For He hunts in the storms
For those He loves
While thunder clashes
And trees split asunder.
I am his keeper
His guardian angel
Watching over Him
Awake while He sleeps.
Leave him to his slumber
For I want Him to dream
Undisturbed, of happy things
For my heart is His.
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