Behold the tiger's face up close,
With all its deep-etched lines.
Like charcoal ridges by his nose,
How clearly each defines.
Behold the tiger's tight-lipped mouth
He hides his daggers well...
His top set north, his dropped set south
What tales those teeth could tell.
Behold the tiger's ears erect,
Aware of all that breathes,
With mental filters that select
The rustling of the leaves.
Behold the tiger's neck so still
And poised with regal grace,
Portraying here the prince's will,
Despite the human race ...
Behold the tiger's eyes that stare
As if right through your soul, ;
To challenge you, be wise, beware,
Take care, who's in control...
Behold the tiger's sovereign style,
His sense of who he is..
His wicked ways, his covering guile,
His final parting kiss ...
Behold the tiger's nose below,
It tells him distant facts,
Though out of sight, he's in the know,
So watch out if he acts ....
Behold the tiger's treachery!
Flee from his handsome grin!'
For in a race, I think you'll see,
That tigers always win!
Denis Martindale.
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