A tiger she said

As it pounced over the hedge

A claw breezed my cheek


“Back, foul beast, backward”

A small swing from a large book

Lucky clumsy clunk


That young tiger confused

But undeterred, swipes again

A swift second clunk


The old lady shrieks loudly

After checking his surrounds

The tiger turns round


He goes for her leg

And she tumbles on downwards

My breath left no sound