[O Have You Caught the Tiger?] O have you caught the Tiger? And can you hold him tight? And what immortal hand or eye Could frame his fearful symmetry? And does he try to bite? Yes I have caught the Tiger And he was hard to catch, O tiger, tiger, do not try To put your tail in my eye And do not bite and scratch. Yes, I have caught the tiger O tiger do not bray! And what immortal hand or eye Could frame his fearful symmetry I should not like to say. And may I see the tiger? I should indeed delight To see so large an animal Without a voyage to Bengal. And mind you hold him tight. Yes, you may see the tiger; It will amuse you much. The tiger is, as you will find, A creature of the feline kind. And mind you do not touch. And do you feed the tiger; And do you keep him clean? He has a less contented look Than in the Natural History book And seems a trifle lean. Oh yes, I feed the tiger, And soon he will be plump; I give him groundsel fresh and sweet, And much canary seed to eat And wash him at the pump. It seems to me the tiger Has not been lately fed, Not for a day or two at least; And that is why the noble beast Has bitten off your head.