Lions are colourblind
They stand still
When they hunt they always find
Then go in for a kill
They stand still
They eat all the meat
Then go in for a kill
Then go to sleep
Watching them is a thrill when it is hot they go to sleep
Predators can't Kill
Because lions are th opposite of weak
Lions prey is rendered weak
Lions are colourblind
They eat lots of meat
They are hard to find
My inspiration for this poem was when I saw lions hunting in South Africa
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