The Tiger

• Aidan Brooke, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2018

A cat with orange and black stripes
Plays hide and seek,
In the night, out of sight,
Until it’s dinner time…
There is no escape, no red cape,
To save you from this beast.
Eyes of green, face of mean,
Claws of death…
But don’t argue, there isn’t a bbq
To settle matters with this wild cat.
Just go along,
Do what he says, and hope for the best
He is the king, no doubt about it.
You have to be brave, and never, ever give in.