The White Lion
I was walking along,
In the Dusk of day,
When I looked up,
And there a creature lay.
T'was white as snow,
And in his eyes,
Was sapphire's glow.
The sight of him gave me
Quite a start,
I was far from home,
And it was almost dark.
My heart throbbed with fear
As he drew near...
My mind screamed, flee!
But my legs gave no care,
I was frozen there,
And so I was persuaded to stay.
He shook his great mane,
Sending a flurry of snow my way...
Then, instead of coming close,
The lion peered at me and turned to go...
I decided to follow him as he went along,
But before I took a step,
And the wind, it blew,
And the white lion was gone,
Faded into the snow.
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