Once upon a time, in the town of H______,
A tiger appeared in the streets.
It was mid-December; decorations were up;
Snow came down in sheets.
Dogs barked. Cats stayed indoor by the fire.
People listened to the Christmas carol station.
The tiger heard the barks. She listened to the wind.
She heard only desolation.
The tiger came to a statue of Buddha.
It was in Tom Evans’s back yard.
It curled up in the snow and fluffed up its fur.
The sky grew clear. It was like a Christmas card.
That’s all we’ll get tonight:
snow storm, then clearing skies.
A story that doesn’t end.
No one ever gets wise.
That’s okay. Let’s imagine,
that for this moment we all belong
to each other. Let’s listen
to the next and final song.
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