Answer:
It is a cat but not a kitty, You'll never catch on in a city. Its fangs are huge and so its claws, A death machine with paws and jaws. In its own way a royal fellow, Striped with black and clothed in yellow
Slithery critters with a taste for dirt.
I'm a giant lizard that can grow up to 10 feet long. I have a forked tongue and live on an island. What am I?
I grunt and have a curly tail. People say I'm dirty but I'm actually very clean. What am I?
For our ambrosia we were blessed, By Jupiter, with a sting of death. Though our might, to some is jest, We have quelled the dragon's breath. Who are we?
I start with T end with T and within me is T.