In Lion Mode
When he was in his lion mode
the pride left the vicinity as he would stalk.
Giving him as much space as any
irritated daddy lion would need they would boast.
Sometimes his wives could tell by his body language
it was time to take the cubs for a walk
He was a lion of few words,
but frankly, he communicated better than most.
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