Hillside Hustle

On top of a steep hill lived an old lady

There the fauna was green and shady

Life was hard, but she managed to get by

Bread and lard, she ate not to die

All was as usual till one day a monstrous tiger came

Saw it through the window and thought she was game

Oh what to do, how to escape she thought

Don't give up hope, her mind fought

Should I give up the sheeps I toiled to raise

Trade their flesh for my own, her mind began to faze

She implemented this plan, let all the sheeps out

The tiger ate them all, like a ravenous lout

Now the tiger advanced to the house

This old lady was trapped like a mouse

She closed all the doors, reinforced with book stack

In came the tiger, ahhh, the window in the back

She closed the room doors, rickety and decreipt

What did you expect? She was old, the house was crypt

Came bursting through the door like vicious boar

One quick lunge and the lady was no more

The tiger dragged this prey to its cave nearby

Inside it lay three starving little cubs, about to die

They ate with gusto, gobbled with no gap

Back to life, they all took a nap