He watches the other beasts. Quiet and dignified. Claws like flicknifes. He dont have to hide. Waiting. Until the time is right. Pouncing like a thief in the night. But they keep on coming, through the jungle track. When they feel the power on the hour. Wish they had turned back. The air is fill with a mighty roar. They stand there as always as before. The warriors strong, the warriors proud. The warrior stands at the edge of the crowd. The warriors brave, the warriors cool Even when hes got his back against the wall! Hes the king of the jungle. They stand by each other like a brother. Like a lions pride! They wont turn away or stray. To the other side. Even though theyre few and far between. Theyll stand by you no matter where youve been..
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 23:05:10 +0000
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