The Lion Sleeps
There is a rumble in the fieldThe scramble of little paws
Like thunder it's symbols are heard
Like a herd of elephants roar
Little cubs everywhere
Carried on one leg grabbed by a cub
Waits to be fed
Bouncing like balls
The jelly beans roll
Symbols bounce off the sky
The lion sleeps
An orange sky draped with blue
Turns to a beautiful night
The trees branches heavy with cubs
The lioness at rest
Night fall cools the night
Where the servants crawl
And animals prey
The shaded trees protects the cubs
WIth the sun brings a new day
The lions will watch
For the chance to join the hunt
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