sudarshan

The Tiger

Lurking in the jungles,
One can see,
A blend of black and orange,
Passing by the trees
It has majestic eyes,
And it is rather bold,
Watching it paw its way through
Is a sight to behold
It is the tiger,
The predator the jungle fears,
The most glamorous animal,
And yet the most fierce.
Watching it paw its way through
Is a sight to behold
It is like a lurking shadow,
While it hunts,
When it jumps for its prey,
It always triumphs
When it has it’s fill,
It takes another round,
Pawing its way through the jungle
Barely making a sound.
It is the tiger,
The predator the jungle fears,
The most glamorous animal,
And yet the most fierce.



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