the lion, by sammya
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Poor hungry lion,
alone in a cage,
being taken along to a circus stage.
no food to eat,
no space to sleep,
what will this poor lion do?
rumbling of the engines,
as he's taken away,
yet his sad, sad family,
have to stay.
coldness of the night,
keeps him awake,
he once ruled the jungle,
but now he withers away. |
| Posted: 2009-05-16 08:35:14 UTC |
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| 2009-05-16 08:36:49 | sammya |
| this is my first poem and i am 11 yrs old.
please say what you think of it so that I can edit it. |
| 2009-05-30 09:19:55 | dispersed_sky |
| so cute
i'm very impressed by your way of writing
i gave you "8" |
| 2009-05-30 09:26:40 | dispersed_sky |
| or i would like to give you "9"
'cause i appreciate your work
your poems are adorable
just keep it up and keep going..........................in future |
| 2009-05-31 20:54:23 | Your Everlasting |
| Sad,the poor little lion.You have a litte bit more bright things to talk about than I did when I was your age. |