Bush Cat Killers
BUSH CAT KILLERS
Lions hunt anything,
They hunt all the while,
They approach their prey,
With incredible guile.
Their plan is strategy,
When they attack,
And like a squadron of
Soldiers surround their
Prey in a pack.
Lions have a reliable nose,
And with their sharp hearing,
This leads to a kill,
And the whole pride
Will enjoy their fill.
Their young are taught to stalk
With co-ordinated precision,
And together one day,
Will form a formidable coalition.
Their stealth and power,
Is a fearsome might,
They have spotted their,
Their kill,
And execute at their will,
Under the cover of night!
Often, opportunity
Knocks at their door,
As an old exhausted
Elephant falls at their feet,
On a stony river bank floor,
And provides an abundance
Of food, attracting drifters,
Like a crocodile!
Lion and crocodile stick to their
Boundaries In an uneasy truce,
Until the territorial
Hippos appear
And come near,
And the Lions then run,
Churning river sand loose!
They leave the elephant carcass
In the lost and found,
Swiftly running for
Higher ground!
It’s time for them to not
Be a hero,
As one hippo bite,
Can zip them to zero!
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