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Dec 2013
i like to watch the lion stalking out his prey
hiding in the grass as he gently lay
waiting for the moment when the time is right
then like a speedy bullet the lions they take flight
running like the windΒ Β waiting for his pounce
when the prey get closer the lion he will bounce
holds it on the floor until its breath has gone away
then he begins to eat chewing on his prey
this lovely beast of nature running wild and free
a proper jungle king for all the world to see
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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