All have got chunks to swallow food in portion
That every similar one is tending to use to obtain
Strength and royalty as traditionally it is all force becoming
Using the power of no one above them
Leaping on the prey’s back
Biting the back of the neck
And roaring out in private in exploitation
And robbing of those without
And aggravation of those under
Rubbing themselves in greeting each other
In a pride, the females do most of the hunting
It is often observed that the male will eat first
This way, the males get big and strong
This is how poor a man is reduced to nothing important
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