A lion and a tiger live in my house I hate their roars My voice is as silent as a rabbit As they slash slash slash Our home gets trash trash trashed Bash Bash Bash I warn beware Lion Paws through walls What Iād give to be a bear After the battles the tiger is calm While she still rattles Her paws are soft and welcoming The lion sits ticking like a time bomb Pride to great To admit to any mistake When the lion roars all run Except the tiger She stands and defends us We wish though she didn't fight fire with fire Her roar is just as fierce Even my wails and screams can't pierce through their roaring Once I had seen That even the tiger could scream The lion had scared her into a corner She told him to leave but still he'd scorn her The tiger tears spilled And for once I couldn't take it My anger filled And from then on I became a bear Without a tear I endured the roars of the lion Without a tear I stood tall And when the lion closed in I didn't let him know he scared me Now the lion stays in his cave And with his pride He acts like he has done nothing Nothing at all
I wrote this poem as an attempt to have a rhyming scheme