Poem Homework

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My Tiger Named Stan

Stan

That’s my tiger’s name

He always likes to play games

He is so ugly.

His stripes and body

How very odd

All orange and black

an amazing creation by god.

Don’t even get me started on the eyes

It’s disgusting

All tannish yellow

But that’s how god made this yellow eyed fellow.

He really isn’t my tiger i made it up.

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