I stand with pride looking out at the beautiful savannah,
Full of animals who fearfully respect me,
While the gleaming sun shines on my royal, golden mane.
My mane, like a golden crown, proclaiming my rule to all who dare defy it.
Some call me the King of Beasts, with my crown- like mane,
And my razor-sharp teeth and claws.
I now understand their reasoning.
I truly am the mightiest of them all.