Lion With a Dark Mane
Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Before I was a monarch
I was a caterpillar without any wings
Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Pain in the picture outside it rains
You don’t get the picture it’s not
filling up the frame
Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Ready to eat, raw as it came
Not a fisaud gnawed out the cage
Weight on my shoulders
I guess its all on my legs
Hills looking steep, look back
I can face any challenge given to me
Given a cue giving it one hundred
and three
To get the ball rolling
Off the Tee I give it a swing
It was at two at the end I came
around made it a three
Started nonchalant nature made
him a freak
Off the chart in what position can
he be
Skills so high now stars gazing at me
Wave as I leave
Faced and believed if I swim that its
safe in the sea
Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Before I was a monarch
I was a caterpillar without any wings
Lion with a dark mane, bark flames
Pain in the picture outside it rains
You don’t get the picture it’s not
filling up the frame
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