About the Poem
If a teacher ever asks you to compare Max's Tiger Tiger with Blake's The Tyger, you could suggest it's as perceptive a question as asking someone to compare a clothes horse with a racehorse. There is a certain nominal similarity, but they're really entirely different beasts.
Category
Style
Nonsense poem
Length
10 lines
Key Stage
KS2, KS3
Author
Max Scratchmann
Tiger Tiger
Tiger, tiger, burning dark,
In the playground of the park,
Flying high upon the swings,
Flitting from gymnasium rings,
Oh, can a mortal man like me,
Ever match your symmetry?
Or will I stand here at the railings,
Torn between the swings and palings,
Oh tiger, tiger, what’s the key,
To be like you, for one like me?
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