What Lies Beneath

Humility is not a key virtue of mine

I’m proud of my pride

I roam where i roam

While i live in a kingdom not a home

Always adorned in gold

I am king wherever i go

I need no chair for throne

My crown is clearly shone

In the jungles of the deep

In my grasslands of sleep

These are the treasures i keep

If you enter beware

The king of the jungle lives there

Don’t be fooled by my hide

Something more dangerous lies inside

If you do not recognize the beast

You risk being my next feast

I may look like a man

Sound like a man

But something more dwells beneath

There is where i keep my razor claws

Dagger teeth

There in the deep deep

The “Greatest-in the-Lion” waits for its release