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I am the king

Date Written: October 14, 2017
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I am the king of forest

No sword i keep at my rest

Do not have archers to shoot

Just roar as shout

Find me in plenty in Africa 

All get worried at my replica

Feel my numinous presence

Pervasive magnificene 

Thick forest and water are my abode

I can hear, see, smell attack without 

Any law to abide

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