Talking To the Lion Cubs
The Lion they said is a King,
Where kings can only reign and rest,
The lion is a fighter in a ring,
Where all opponents hide in nests,
No one can reveal his name or face,
No one can challenge and take a race,
But baby cubs are approachable,
If you only know how to approach,
And cuter when caressed, adorable,
When lying back rolling and rest!
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