Lion King

 

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My mighty one,

Your voice is distinct, in the jungle you stand out

A roar so loud,

It sends predators scattering, and for the feeble

With weak knees,

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 protection, my power

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