Lion (And You Know Which One) Poem by Mary Angela Douglas

[To The Cowardly Lion Of Oz]


the dandelion lion on the cream-colored road
swished his tail in the churning fog
'I'm not afraid, ' he almost roared
(quite unsettling the little dog)

'of any beasties I can't see
whenever my friends are here with me.'
the dandelion dandy lion
when lemon ice-box stars emerged
purred with joy on the
butter-rum road, picking out thistles

from his curlicued fur
and melted gruffly
(wouldn't you?)

as the sweet green castle
came in view-

mary angela douglas 9-11 february 2010