The Amur Leopard sneaks, sleek as a whispering sway,

At night, it will come out to play,

Eyes light up like a firefly on a dark night,

Fur soft, with a tint of white.

 

The forest stays quiet,

Making it hard for her diet,

A meal may cost her life,

Like a stab with a knife.

 

A single spark will attract,

A whisper of the wind will make an impact,

Burning the trees, burning the home,

The fire will roam and roam.