Mighty Mouse the Lion King
mabye it was magic, mabye just a curse. Mabye i got out in time before it all got worse.
Something tells me that i loved her, something else says no. Something tells me not to
leave, something else says go. Once life was what i made it, now it makes me what i am.
iIcan't controll what happens, there's no way that I can. Just a little house mouse,
living on the scraps, peeking from my little hole, watching for the cats. I forgot what I
was doing and thought I was a lion. That was after drinking from a cup, that was filled
with wine. I use to travel here and there, to see a moley mouse, now i sit here
selfcontained here within this house. Someday I will get to old and take my final sleep.
that's when all the ants will gather round and its me they'll eat. When i thought i was a
lion, I made a scratch or two, so those who came up on it, will know that I passed
through. The things you do when you get old, just to have another day. they are sad and
quite disheartening but life just goes that way.
Copyright © Leonard Taormina | Year Posted 2005
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