Absolute

In the heart of the jungle, where danger booms, A Lion roams, with fire and fumes. His mane, a crown, a symbol of pride, His roar, thunder, echoes far and wide. With strength in his sinews and dauntless eyes, He faces his enemies, with no compromise. The jungle is harsh, and the battle is tough, But the fearless Lion is made of unbreakable stuff. Against all odds, He fights with His might, With teeth and claws, He puts up a good fight. His enemies fall, one by one, to the ground, The Lion stands strong, tall, and profound. With victory in sight, He lets out a roar, A celebration of his courage and gore. The jungle shakes, as if to pay homage, To the Lion, who alway...View all