My mighty one
Your voice is distinct
In the jungle you stand out
A roar so loud
It sends the feeble with weak knees
And predators scattering
Yet I know this voice
My place of safety
Recoiling to your mighty mane
Rubbing cheeks
Glorious
Your paws of majesty patiently follow me
I am your pride,
Usually accepted
Faithful and tamed
A lioness.
I feed on rotten meat no more
I am assured of fresh kills
And thrills that ooze
With red
Thrusts
Deep
Lion King,
A jungle to conquer
Majestic
My protectionMy power
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