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Nov 2015
I saw a lion yesterday
and in his jaw was a man
who lost himself in all he said
       If you're going to eat me sir
       please clean the jewels in your mouth
       remove the bugs caught in your fur.
        I would hate to die of disease
       so before you enjoy your feast
       cough up the lies of a thousand fleas.
       Lose your crown to my disgust
       for the inhuman laws you decree
       to enslave those who gave their trust.
Then the man spoke no more
nothing left, but a poor of red
like a lamb led through the gates of war.
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PoorLionNotKing
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   Earl Jane
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