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King of the jungle

King of the jungle
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I saw him,
In his jungle palace
Yes…on that hill by the stream
No doubt…that’s his place

He roared,
With such fierce brutality
Jostling through the loyal crowd
And his princes condescending
With huge confidentiality

His mane…
Assured him such sartorial elegance
As he sashayed along the lane
Even the hare followed with divine allegiance

He is the jungle mogul
To him all animals are subject
Perhaps he’s the top consul
Will he die and resurrect??





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