Hidden within the dense jungle foliage, the fearsome tiger hunts his prey. His keen vision, sharpened by eons of evolution, detect even the slightest movement. But today something is wrong. The forest is nothing but a watery blur, full of distorted shapes. In a panic, his mind races: Is this blindness? Madness?
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the…um, kitchen? 🤔
Fantastic scrolldown.
The email said “I am scawwey tiger! RAWR!” but I disagree you are tiny tiger that’s completely different.