Author: Amogh Shukla, Class VI F
King of the beasts, off he goes,
Loud and clear he roars.
Seeing him every animal gets a chill of fear,
He doesn’t mind chasing a deer.
No one dares to come in his way,
You may see him diving in the river in the month of May.
Near the pond, he hides in long grasses or in the hay,
He watches plump deer grazing away.
Wild and fierce are his fang and his claw,
pouncing on a deer he eats it raw.
What a unique animal he is,
That’s why the king of beasts he is.
