Long Live the King

Poor Cecil is gone the lion King is no more Wally the killer found his life a boor Poor Cecil he lured with a tasty treat For the chance to kill him to make his heart beat Wally decide his walls were quiet bare He fancied seeing a lion king hung there He thought himself as perhaps Robin Hood To shoot a Lion with an arrow is surely good But Wally the killer has no brains we fear Because he posted his picture on face book look here He bragged ‘look at me, look what I am’ I killed a King wow what a man. Poor Cecil we hope his death is not the end Instead of hunting lions, let’s make them a friend Put Wally in the jungle with lions on the run Let us sharpen their teeth and see if he finds it fun. A poor lion cannot use a bow or a gun He hunts by his instincts not just for fun For food to survive it’s what lions do Oh Wally you fool you’re right in the poo Where’s Wally some ask others don’t care? The moron smiling, the one with no hair Let’s hope you think on Wally, but many won’t forgive For the death of a king, you should have let live. © GG 31/07/2015