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In their gentlemen’s club, two old soldiers
Are reliving past exploits over whisky sodas
“It was in northern India back in thirty-two
We were hunting up country to bag a few
We came to a clearing and to my surprise
I saw this huge Tiger right before my eyes
I stood there transfixed by the Tiger’s stare
So calmly I brought my rifle round to bear
And as my finger slowly squeezed the trigger
The tiger charged letting out a mighty AHHHH!!”
“What happened next?” Asked his old comrade
“Well, I have to say I shit myself I’m afraid”
“No shame in that when charged by a Tiger”
“No, no I mean just then when I went AHHHH!!”
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