There once was a narrow path,

that lead to a dense jungle.

Where a fierce being lived.

Which struck fear into people's hearts.

They said it was called the Tasmanian tiger.

They said it had stripes on its back.

They said it had teeth like needles,

in its snake-like jaw.

They say it howled like a wolf.

They said it liked the taste of flesh.

They said it lurked in the darkness,

getting ready to pounce on its prey.

They said it went extinct but came back again.