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The Lion
The Lion
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He lies low in the long, yellow grass,
Waiting for an unsuspecting gazelle to pass,
His muscles are tensed, ready to spring,
A ferocious predator, the Jungle King.
He isn’t bothered by the scorching sun,
He is feared by everything and everyone,
He is the symbol of courage, strength, and power,
Before him the animals cower.
He pounces on his prey with stealth and agility,
He brings his pride food and stability,
And protects them from outer threats,
Hunters’ nasty traps and nets.
He stands tall with a golden mane,
Regal and lean, but not vain,
You touch what is his but not yours,
The bloodthirsty lion fiercely roars.
