There Are Tigers

There are tigers, behind curtains Every cat would like to meet But they have to stay indoors; they're Not allowed to just, roam the street Not even if he/she knows they're also in heat. There are tigers, behind curtains That long to catch you like a parakeet But they're too timid, too afraid you'll- Derail their life, not know how to be discreet How even not to maltreat & make them weep. There are tigers, behind curtains Rather than tigers turn into cowardly bobtails That wishes that they could have web-feet That they too could magic up a bit of deceit Confuse maybe just one heart still incomplete.