Poems About: TIGER

In this page, poems on / about “tiger” are listed.

  • 13.
    Tiger and Deer

    I asked him, ‘Tigers devour deer;
    why do deer live beside the tigers then? '

    ‘They will live beside tigers. It is the doctrine. read more »

    Sayeed Abubakar
  • 14.
    Tiger…tiger. -new-

    I asked him, ‘Tigers devour deer;
    why do deer live beside the tigers then? '

    ‘They will live beside tigers. It is the doctrine. read more »

    Saransh Awasthi
  • 15.
    Chinese New Year (Tiger Year Living Tiger Life)

    When a tiger kills a man
    it is called ferocity
    without any mercy.
    When a man kills a tiger read more »

    U Win Kyi
  • 16.
    IT's THE GOLF BALL OR ME

    TIGER TIGER IN THE WOODS

    Hit the ball as U should read more »

    Intensive KS1
  • 17.
    tiger

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    qasim hussain
  • 18.
    The Tiger

    The tiger’s life is mostly prowling around
    Trying to hunt swiftly without making a sound.
    Trying to trap the prey with its sharp claws
    Skills of a professional (that is mostly without flaws.) read more »

    George 2012
  • 19.
    A Tiger

    Life as a tiger would be prowling around
    Hunting swiftly without making a sound
    Black and orange stripes falls across his skin
    Little do you know about the roar it has within read more »

    Chizom Okpara
  • 20.
    Tigers Cry, too

    read more »

    Idy Akpan
  • 21.
    Tiger in the wood

    There is a tiger in the woods
    With such an attitude

    There is a tiger in the woods read more »

    Sylvia Chidi
  • 22.
    The Huntress

    Oh the tantalizing tiger

    You make me feel on fire read more »

    Jessica Thomas
  • 23.
    Tabby Has Turned Into A Tiger

    Tabby has turned into a tiger
    He will no longer remain docile
    For there is no use in being sober
    When the atmosphere is hostile read more »

    Mark Nyamekye Boadi
  • 24.
    twarted tiger.

    Tiger hunting in dark of night,
    Keenful eyes keeping it's prey in sight,
    hidden in the long grass, crouching low,
    waiting to deliver it's fatal blow. read more »

    Liz Munro
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