Stripes and Gold

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Poem/Short Story:

"King of the jungle, we have urgent news my Gold,

a tiger had come and has stolen your throne!"

"What is the meaning of this? What have the people done?!"

"I am sorry my king but they had fallen to its beauty."

The Golden Lion roared and steered back to the castle,


"Why have you thrown me off my throne?"

"My stripes are beautiful enough to deceive your kingdom, and I demand taking the throne,"

"But why have you come, and why with a swing?"

"To rule this world when I become king!"

"But this is no way to bling!"

"But now I can slake your life with the sling!"


The Golden Lion left his Castle,

What has happened was very unexpected neither acceptable

Walking with the wind he thought:

'This might not be bad at all!'


But once again he thought:

'But the kingdom will fall and crumble! I must do something at once!'

The Golden Lion sat and thought,

Not only thought but also wondered:

'How the tiger bought?

The kingdom that I always sought?

And how the tiger thought?

As all the evilness he had brought

Could ruin Mother Earth of course!'


All that thinking had made the Golden Lion fall asleep,

But when he awoke he was in for a surprise

Because what he will see

Will fool his eyes.


Thunder and lightning swept the grounds

He ran into the kingdom

And guess what has he found?!

Terror, noise, and fear illuminated his world,


He gathered all the animals he could find

And helped them out to peace

They flew to a new kingdom

And they also had a feast!

"This is the beginning of the new world," He said,

And his followers yelled: "Long Live the King!"


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