Deposed Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

He roars, looks haughty and kingly,
The happy pride about him frisking,
So was I, the centre of my home,
I was not even aware I was.

Now I am told what to do always;
I am not trusted with tv or my health:
If I raise my voice by mistake almost,
I am routinely frowned at, I go silent.

I watch the Animal Planet channel,
The old male lion gets mauled, mane and all
Has to keep quiet in own territory,
For fear of younger, spermy replacements!