They call me the Kolaiger

 

My friends always tell me they think I have split personalities.

Some days I’m a tiger orange --

Edgy and ready for excitement,

Full of joy and willing to defend,

Just like a tiger protecting its family from other predators.

Then, you have the other side of me, the Koala Gray --

Dull and not caring,

Little slow and lazy,

Tired and definitely always hungry.

I always denied what they said, but now, I do see their side.

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