King!
King!
A fiery look of him
makes us scream
pray we're in the dream
not his victim.
A thick mane,
shows his strength.
His might
is his pride.
The bigger he is
stronger he seems.
His preys tremble
hearing his grumble.
The whole kingdom is behind him
the attitude makes up him
& that he's the king.
The lion knows he's the great
'cause a king is not born, he is made.
