Groupon such poor judgement

Lion interaction
Your judgement today
The evils of canned hunting
Blows us away

Surely dear Cecil
And pAlmer it must
Have reached to your ears
GROUPON the disgust

Of people of souls
All around this old world
And you offer petting interaction
We’re hurled

Into the predators lair
So that we
Can humanise Lions
Who one day will be

Sold so assassins
Can cut them down
The king of whose jungle
Whose place in whose town

Predators pride
Clearly not pride for you
GROUPon the scourge
Of a most cowardly crew

Such a party to evil
To profit from this
Unsavoury business
Far removed from bliss

This kiss of the fire
The roar of the insane
Come pet a lion
And what you will gain

Is a sinful experience
Buttered with fear
That you all add to it
For the Lions That are here

GROUPon its your time to think
Before you leap

For the fire and the wrath is greater than you imagine