TigerLong ago longer than time is long,
A story so old to me my mother told.
Deepest in the darkness of evening’s light,
Lurks what day is a dame and night is a fright.
A tantrum, child? Cease your fit,
Lose an ear, your mouth shall’n zip.
Now! Sleep, child! Now, or
Off goes your finger,
Quicker still your throat will slit.
Remember, remember mommy’s tip,
When her breath’s upon your neck,
Ready for a nip, whisper
“I’m asleep now, Tiger, please, please let me live”