Poems ✍️

  20.10.2025
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Author: Hilaire Belloc

The Lion

The Lion, the Lion, he dwells in the Waste,
He has a big head and a very small waist;
But his shoulders are stark, and his jaws they are grim,
And a good little child will not play with him.




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