Tiger Toon - Jethro Tull

The tiger flashes sharpened teeth.

Bowler-hatted;

summer briefs beneath his pinstriped skin.

To kill demands a business sense;

economony moves non-residence approaching from down-wind.

Being a tiger means you laugh whenever lesser

tigers have to eat meat that’s infected.

Being a tiger means your mate when overfed

will defecate in places least expected.

Knowing a tiger means you must accept his

promise of mutual trust

and offer him your throat.

Loving a tiger mean you take second place to the cake you bake.

and with undying servile obedience keep

the stiffly starched collar of his conference shit

spotless and remove daily the doubed bloody

evidence of his dastardly misleeds from the

otherwise immaculate elegance of his pinstripe

tiger coat… Period.