When the tiger sleeps, the coward growls, <br />While the lion naps, the hyaena howls. <br />When the tiger saunters down to the pool, <br />The coward hides, he's not a fool. <br />When the lion strolls through the African veldt, <br />The hyaena shivers, in his spotted pelt. <br />The tigers eye's turn hot blood to ice, <br />The lion terrifies, with his piercing cries. <br />Such is the case in many climes, <br />The haughty ones pick opportune times. <br />They walk by showing their disdain, <br />Always making sure, that the tiger is chained. <br /> <br />6/10/11 Alton Texas<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lions-and-tigers-oh-my/
