The Lion
A beast in the night, a sleeper in the day.
He puts up a fight, or he roars them away.
This ferocious animal, will tear down a prey.
He is infallible, and will win with praise.
A crew of comrades, for the hunt.
They hunt like nomads, and will pounce with a brunt.
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