a funny little fable
i wrote whilst at the table.
there once was a fuzzy, little lion
who enjoyed eating flowering dandelions;
he would groom each lawn
`til the dandelions were gone
with the more he ate,
he required a larger plate.
until one sunny, summer's day,
he burst & abruptly blew away.
after fur & flower fell like rain
those cheeky dandelions grew tall...