The Tiger'S Dinner Tiger: Good afternoon, Mrs Goat. Let me eat you. Goat: Don't eat me, Mr Tiger. I'm old. That deer is younger than me. (The goat runs away.) Tiger: Miss Deer, Miss Deer, let me eat you. Deer: Oh, no. Many birds are standing over there. (The deer runs away.) Tiger: Birds, I will eat you. You are my dinner. Birds: (The birds fly away.) You are bad. We can fly. Can you? Tiger: No, I can't. But where is my dinner? |