![]() Welfare KingA Poem by Montag![]() ![]() Welfare King There is upon the high savannah the lion of a mighty mane. It's nobility that's made him famous but even so, he'll maim us should the time to feed draw near. This ruler of the bush is prone to loll and barely raise a paw to swat the flies away. Without a thought to think he’ll waste the day. Shouldn’t he be put to work and not be such a selfish jerk? Shall we stir or lift a finger so this tawny bum can loaf and linger when it's clear he simply isn't worth the trouble that it takes to keep him here, on earth? © 2024 Montag |
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Added on June 8, 2023 Last Updated on December 30, 2024 Author |