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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When Simba roars, his den of lions go cheetah white lie crouching tiger kill for him His regal, imperial mane flows on his neck like a Roman waving flag Simba paws walk on sycophant legion fealty He demands servile porcelain alabaster loyalty, as he sits on an ivory throne of greed nobility King of the jungle ... surveys all he sees His expanding Tiberius kingdom is his manifest cerulean destiny Simba the white lion has hungry indigo eyes, which Caesar circle the seas Insatiable appetite ... he must eat Take the lion share ... let the gazelles roam democratic grazing free, until the next voter feeding time Simba roars his white lies loudly, with Tarzan dictator authority Hear the war drumbeat roars — King of the jungle speaks predator words of peace and prosperity But the carnage sounds in the jungle background suggest otherwise For the king of the jungle has ravenous jaws and bloody paws Leaving a Darwinian trail of carcasses half-eaten, and bones gnawed Simba the white lion pounces on negligent pray unsuspecting He saber-tooth mouth crucify chew all caul dreams Simba the white lion devours with Cain guile all Abel-body Calvary chivalry Today, gazelles be running in the global savannah, carelessly Tomorrow, they be resting in the belly of the beast The next day after ... the king of the jungle sleeps — Dreaming of nothing, but to hunt and eat
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