Tiger Bay

Wet Tiger Tails of Blue

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Oh how they looked so lovely

orange and black, green and blue

until you heard that wet bellow

as they growled beneath the sea

The bay was filled with golden tigers

swimming round, round, up and down

how many you could not count

distracted by that weird water sound

their snarls and deep wet growls

echoed in sea grass, up from the bottom

seemed to cause the fish to dance

in a strange fearful paddling

as if they were drawn to swim

into the tiger’s open jaws

those big orange cats with stripes

confusing as the rippling tides

After supping their padded footprints

would quietly spot the sandy shore

as they headed off to dark green shade

in their jungle vibrant emerald home

maybe there they’d take a nap

or hunt some bloody meat to kill

for dinner time would come soon

creatures hiding, fearfully walking by

Napping in dreams, breathing snores

the orange and lovely cats laid out

tails wrapped on their side like a hug

or proudly flagged straight out

We just know that in quiet night

birds sang their hymn while tigers rest

in revelries of seas so blue, green pathways

angel wings upon their backs for in heaven

eternally, they would fly in skies of blue, so blue

©James M. Frase-White 14^th & 15^th April 2025