I am neither white nor furry,
I'm black in color and I growl menacingly
Mildew is soft but lousy
I'd rather be smooth-haired

In my life as a black panther
I walk slow and proud
Sometimes I turn into a devil
When I'm in the throes of evil grief

I can certainly be gentle
Don't pat me on the back!
Don't go on instinct. Inevitably,
It'll catch up with you and grab you by the throat.

I'm not used to hypocrisy,
And I'm no saint,
My not white character ,
If only conscience was clear.