BLACK PANTHER BAGHEERA

Everybody knew BAGHEERA,
and nobody dared to cross his path;
for he was as cunning as Tabaqui,
as bold as the wild buffalo,
and as reckless as the wounded elephant.
But he had a voice as soft as wild honey dripping from a tree, and a skin softer than down.

«They fed me behind bars from an iron pan till one night I felt that I was BAGHEERA - the PANTHER - and no man's plaything!
I broke the silly lock with one blow of my paw and came away!
And because I had learned the ways of men, I became more terrible in the jungle than SHERE KAHN, the Tiger!»