She sulks.
She coldshoulders.
She stares.
She sleeps; in cogwheel breaks.
She irks and exasperates.
but she mostly sniggers.
Tigers, like we agreed upon, are territorial.
At times, very crankily so.
Pfft.
She disappoints,
The full lipped one.
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