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I enter the room, it's a dark place,
There's a black tiger sleeping in the corner,
He's in the shadow, where you can't see him,
But I can, I can see where he is.
He's lying there, and doesn't move,
Why should he, nobody can see him,
He doesn't know that I can see him,
And he'll be surprised, when I show.
I sit down in front of him, and touch his head,
He wakes up, and looks to me,
He doesn't know why I can see him,
But suddenly he understands, and lays down again.
Door: Arne | 06-08-2008 19:06