Marieta Maglas (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)
The White Tiger
In the wildness the white tiger is so rarely found
Having a very white colored fur with black deep stripes
It’s a solitary genre wanting no one around
With its retractable claw the white tiger the prey gripes.
It is born from the Bengal tiger having round deep blue eyes
Because the Bengal tiger has genes for white coloring
It may be completely white, but may not be different in size
At night it hunts in some pigs, cattle and deers for eating.
These double recessive allele in their genetic code
Are the cause for turning up once in every thousand births.
The Bengal tiger becomes white in this natural mode
A great potential for excellence is found in its strengths.
In small areas with concentrated prey it survives
White tigers in the wild live about ten or fifteen years
It learns to be a swimmer when in the water it dives
And runs to catch any prey that in its sight appears.
Maharajah Shri Martand Singh hunted in the jungle
He saw a tigress with four cubs and one of them was white.
With drum beat and trumpet blast he ought fires to juggle
Next day he searched it but no tigress appeared in his sight.
At night the tiger vision is six times better than ours.
Tiger scratches on trees serve as territorial markers.
The stripes help the tiger to stay hidden many hours
And sometimes it fights a new territory to conquer.
The white tiger stripes are always like human fingerprints;
No two tigers have the same pattern of stripes on their fur
The female takes cubs to kill or in prey their teeth to imprint
But before this they are all blind and weigh two or three pounds.
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