Bengal Tiger

I scamper and pounce on small animals,

Often I move slowly and jump on little animals,

I climb on trees and hold tight on branches,

I hide behind bushes,

And wait for animals.

I eat goats and tear their meat,

Sometimes I drink water and eat everything I see,

I roar and chase animals,

I feel animals on my back and grab them,

When I was younger,

I was faster,

My brother and I, 

Lying on branches,

Piggy-backed monkeys,

Fighting with us,

We tore their flesh and ate it.

Now I am older,

I can’t run so fast,

Fighting has gone down,

I can’t tear so hardly,

But still it is good.