Long live days of yore!
Lush green, thick vines,
What a beauty!
Free to roam,
Roar without qualms.
Some days full,
Some days starved.
O what a life!
Was it a dream?
How I long for days foregone.
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Once a king of the jungle,
now a hapless prisoner
befriending stoic cats,
neighboring petty bears.
How I loathe those curious eyes
treating me like a toy,
a visual spectacle.
How I loathe those arrogant souls
wanting to be my equals,
taunting me at every turn.
How I loathe Nature’s wannabes:
The static scenery, well-trimmed grass & misplaced rocks.
To whomever brought me to this land:
Give me back my dignity.
Set me free!