Nonsensical Risk

Who can conceivably ignore A Lion’s judgmental Roar Or an approaching ferocious Boar No qualms about disappearing Raw One ten times or its double sure That either would heed our Human Law Or look on as one makes it to some door To later funnily narrate what one saw? Who would The Very Grotesque allow: Oneself deliver up like a Cow To Enemies’ Murderous Vow Or to their Intrigue bow; Today, This Hour, Now, Hearers asking A Bamboozled “How?” Imaging one under some spell Or an hour one’s stupidity would swell?