Robert James Robinson - The Jaguar

Greenish skies
Those hazel eyes
Don’t you love
Those marble eyes?

Dressed in silk
The black garnet
The slyest cat
You ever met

Pricked with spots
Within its skin
The whiskers wander
His senses begin

The agile beast
Strides among trees
Strolling softly
Never making a peep

Animals gather
Around its sight
He dims his head
And prepares to fight

Riots start
Among the trees
Snake’s all slither
And monkey’s flee

All except
One young man
Intelligence conquers
His instinct scan

The panther waits
In feathered dressed
Then he leaps
And clings to his chest

Robert James Robinson

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