Number One
Wherever the king
may range and roam
he forever remains
at the center
of the universe
Accepting of his role
with relentless pride
he’s fully aware
of his position
in the food chain
Strolling the perimeter
of their sacred land
he revels at the sight
of his pretty women
fixing his next meal
november two thousand twelve
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His ladies are pleased to see him pacing. They would nag if he were to be just lyin’ around.
You got the right, Archie. Thanks for visiting again.