Pale and soft, Beauty of palest screen <br />Decided to stop being quite so keen <br />Brushing her soft long and dark tresses <br />Calmed her fears and stopped stresses <br />That truest love she would never find <br />So she set off with a quest in mind <br />To seek the source, of her eternity <br />That once she'd faintly seen in PC <br /> <br />She packed her bags and left the Sun <br />Said perhaps in Malta I'll be done <br />In search for the root of destiny <br />That has so long eluded poor me <br /> <br />Raven-haired Kat's a special sort <br />And soon located a secret Fort <br />She thundered at the hidden door <br />Broke a pinkie nail and loudly swore <br />That she would find what was deftly hid <br />By calling a monster from the ID <br />Kat took a run at the hidden prize <br />Door was broke by the size of her thighs <br /> <br />Victory! she now, morphed back to <br />Her svelte stylish self, and on tip-toe <br />Walked towards life's inspiration <br />That could give power to a Nation <br /> <br />What power's in this box she mused <br />So she tapped a key, quite bemused <br />At that a screen lit, soft, displaying <br />‘I shall die so you will stop praying <br />For a sight of the source of your might <br />What you'll see has answers to your plight' <br />Pale green screen flickered and just died <br />Reflecting cool Kat back from inside….<br /><br />Terry Deal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tiger-mum/
