Birds chirp, as bees hum.
All the little flowers start to bloom.
A little tiger, watches at the birds fly by,
Then distracted by a big butterfly!
She bats at it playfully and watches it land,
Only to take off again as she nears,
She chases again, a great field appears,
A large group of butterflies take to the air,
Stunned and surprised, the little tiger smiles,
As they fly by,
She runs after them, saying her good byes
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 8:14 PM UTC
Birds chirp, as bees hum.
All the little flowers start to bloom.
A little tiger, watches at the birds fly by,
Then distracted by a big butterfly!
She bats at it playfully and watches it land,
Only to take off again as she nears,
She chases again, a great field appears,
A large group of butterflies take to the air,
Stunned and surprised, the little tiger smiles,
As they fly by,
She runs after them, saying her good byes
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