In a far far world


In a far far world
Lives a sweet lion
Brings me fresh greens
And sweeter water
Keeps the jungle messy
Monkeys don’t stay up on the trees
Deer flock the river bank
While the lion watches
Them all
One day when it was dark
And scary on the land
I cried for its presence
And it heard ’em all
But it turned its back to me
Went back to the jungle
It heard an animal sing
It went to find its prey
Another day he returned
Carried fresh greens
And sweeter water
This time he looked solemn
But I was not to budge
He cared not a bit
‘Cause he was in search of a prey
On the land
He was in search of
Whom he had fed so long

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