Taking the PPC4 - 52 Weeks of Poetry

Prompt 38 (15th April 2024)

Tyger Tyger

When strolling through the jungle
You have to look sharp
Don't cha know
So when I see my tailor, I tell him
"Stripes"
That's the way to go
Orange and black look so snazzy
They set off the green of my eyes
And if I'm lying in wait
For a 'ahem', dinner date
They provide the perfect disguise
For sartorial elegance ensured
It has to be stripes every time
No spots or splotches
And I thank you
But from them I must politely decline.