Please, draw attention to the title, otherwise this will be a pile of nonsense.

Roaring from deep within
The tiger's nails strike like a pin
Some small and tame
Others large and bound to maim
Tearing the stomachs of young girls everywhere

Fainting from the sheer sight
So with its angry bite
No babies come to life
Tearing like a knife
Bloated like a beach ball

Yet, you're training to ignore
The blubbering eyesore
Get over it
You're over exaggerating, quit!
So little girls writhe in pain all the more

Turned into women
Rung like a lemon
You're not the only one
So it can't hurt a ton
Every lady is the same

Not every tiger sharpens their claws
Some just use soft paws
Although, I'm hoping to have mine declawed

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