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maldito
Oct. 5th, 2003 07:40 am (UTC)
Wow, poor guy. The animals that he loved attacked him. But he knew of the risks. Scary to have your life taken by another creature like that, especially one that you nurtured. Hell, no different than someone you know trying to kill you I guess.
paradigmshifty
Oct. 5th, 2003 01:43 pm (UTC)
Shocking? Yes. Suprising - not really.

What I'm worried about is that the tiger will pay with its life for the crime of being and acting like a tiger.
rexmundi
Oct. 5th, 2003 02:27 pm (UTC)
You know the really scary thing is this accident happened in an episode of The Simpson's.
paxford
Oct. 6th, 2003 01:47 am (UTC)
Hmmm...
And my first thought upon hearing this news was "guess that cat-nip cologne was a *BAD* idea then Roy!"

opps!

Hope the kitty survives the witch hunt!
angie78
Oct. 6th, 2003 02:09 am (UTC)
eep
eep, poor crazy tiger man...poor tiger in quarantine..hope they don't euthenase it!
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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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