Tiger Fair and Gold

A tiger fair and gold, lithe, lively, never tired of being brave and bold. Saw her in binoculars afar, she was a mighty huntress, a shining star. In Africa she lived her truth, we named her Babe, nicknamed her Ruth. Scientists observed her year after year; she became pretty dear. Her mama skills were fine. Her cubs were quite lucky. She was plucky. Fed her family all kinds of beasts, let them enjoy their little feasts. A tiger fair and gold, lithe, lively, never tired of being brave and bold.