White Tiger King

With all-knowing third eye the white tiger king floated to Arkansas In his sculpted golden Venetian gondola, in that majestic way he had. Regular Italian tigers hid behind birches, quietly but respectfully in awe. Many were intimidated as they watched him float by, others glad. They had not had a tiger king for many centuries, so this was new. The lagoon’s waters were warm, caused by a natural spring. Mimicking birds took time to fan off the king with feathers of blue. Peasants and minions stood at attention, marveling at the tiger king.