Prowling Tiger Poem by Colin Ian Jeffery

Prowling Tiger

Tiger, tiger, prowling fierce and silent
Creeping sly among jungle shadows
Following scent trail between trees
Seeking prey to fill empty belly.

Tiger, tiger, sleeps then to hunt again
Camouflage, strips of yellow and black
Blending with jungle's symmetry
Unseen, deadly, beautiful big cat supreme.

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