In the old days, Tiger’s den was littered with bones;
\nremnants of long-ago feasts and forgotten mistakes.
\nLong ago, he’d curl up in the chill of night,
\nletting the bones dig into his body as he slept. <\/p>\n
He’d think to himself, if only some dog or bear
\nwould come and steal away these bones, clean up
\nthis damned den. And random beasts passed through
\nleaving more bones, till his den became a graveyard.<\/p>\n
Finally fed up, night by night a single bone removed
\nhe’d bear it out between his vicious teeth,
\neach day sleeping a little bit cozier, until
\nthere were none left, and his den was left bare. <\/p>\n
A few weeks passed, in this immaculate state,
\nbefore the walls of his newly-clean den echoed
\na chittering sound from just beyond the cave,
\na chittering voice from just at the edge of his life.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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