Star Wars, the Light Sabre, and the long toothed Tiger :)

Extinction might come to the proud one,

Long in tooth and bold in type,

A Tiger, a sabre toothed one,

Well might the one made of light glare bright,

The tiger did not take fright,

Just declined to notice, how bright the light did glare,

Fear is not within the one who wields the light Sabre,

For heavy made it is not, a gentle well balanced weight,

Fight or flight dear friends,

Neither, a stand is made and negotiations continue,

As diplomacy in the Star Wars reigns,

The Tiger, long in tooth purrs and says you are not for me,

Ever.

David A Robertson 16.12.18