Macleano The Lion Poem by Vivian Nguyen

There once was a lion,
Macleano’s his name,
But not able to roar,
He felt so ashamed!

There once was a lion,
Who sadly couldn't roar,
He tried, tried so too much,
That his throat became soar.

There once was a lion,
Who had others laugh at him,
They teased, mocked, snickered,
“This lion’s, no limbs! ”

There once was a lion,
He cried out, “No limbs, why? ”
That he heard a girl’s words,
“Well, at least you did try! ”

There once was a lion,
And a girl smiling,
She was with Macleano,
Said, 'You have styling! '

There once was a lion,
And there that charming girl,
Vi was her nickname,
She seemed sweet as a pearl!

There once was a lion,
Embarrassed he then cried,
Vi sighed, wiping his tears,
“Again, again: you had tried! ”

There once was a lion,
Vi, he’d never had known,
He told her, “I can’t work! ”
“Tried, so you CAN! ” Vi groaned.

There once was a lion,
He sighed to his limbs,
“I just cannot roar! ”
But then Vi crowned him!

There once was a lion,
Macleano, now a crown?
That crown was from this Vi,
Who grinned, “Now, no more frowns! ”

There once was a lion,
He asked, “ How, no frowns? ”
Vi then chuckled back,
“Who has those with crowns? ”

There once was a lion,
With a crown just for trying,
Vi had told him he deserved it,
And of course she was not lying.

There once was a lion,
With a crown from sweet Vi,
Macleano had just tried?
How else would it be?

There once was a lion,
And then others saw,
Vi with Macleano,
They wanted to claw!

There once was a lion,
Macleano then growled,
He then had strong feelings,
So he let out a roar!

There once was a lion,
Who never could roar,
But now with reason,
Macleano not soar!

There once was a lion,
He had fought for himself,
And his sweet, charming girl,
Those others now on shelf.

There once was Macleano,
Vi had taught him to roar,
Now that he could fight,
Others asked for no war.