The wild cat

The fluffy ferocious wild cat perched on a mossy rock

Its eyes are as white as a fresh glass of milk

Its teeth are as sharp as a sword and as tough as an elephants tusks

Ruffling its whiskers, Waiting to find and pounce on its dinner

 Licking it brown and blond ruffled fur

Its tummy rumbling as nothing but a fly goes by

Twitching its ears trying to hear at twig snap

And it rests on the soft grass