I ‘m the top predator and don't really need to pray
But I sat on a porcupine and it ruined my day
Now no longer can I hunt with spines stuck in my butt
No more chase or running and to all options I'm shut
And so I'm turning to you whoever you may be
Help me to get dinner and I'll be your devotee
Send me a zebra lame or a warthog that is blind
If that's not possible then frozen meat will do fine
Verily, amusing and rendering message No one is ever so powerful and self sufficient
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Lol....May the lion gods deliver a feast. A good start to my day with a laugh Loke. Thank you...10