Born into a world of captivity
\nAn African Lioness with a great power to see
\nBeyond just killing and the destruction of life
\nThe lust of warm blood and on going strife
\nA cub with a future and a prophecy
\nOf ongoing reasons to just try and be
\nOf gentle persuasion her mother had tried
\nTo murder her this fact no one ever denied<\/p>\n
Wildness is paramount instinctively
\nFelines all know from their ancestry
\nTrapped in a cage with bars in their face
\nSends an act of gracelessness all over the place
\nMothered and damned at a stroke clearly can
\nAct as a conduit for it began
\nIn Tyke’s little mind
\nThat whatever was done
\nWas the way it would be now under the sun<\/p>\n
George and Margaret Westbeau
\nDecided that they
\nWould take Little Tyke
\nBack home right a way
\nTo Seattle to Hidden Valley ranch
\nWhere she would be
\nAmong friends in what was
\nTheir menagerie<\/p>\n
Horses and cattle and chickens to be
\nA peacock some kittens 2 dogs to share
\nA swan and they all made friends being there
\nIt was idyllic you could feel it as they
\nAll ate together and also did play
\nIt was unending joyfulness
\nUnfading care
\nof an endless duration
\nWhich all seemed to share<\/p>\n
A baby lioness with a birth pattern who
\nKnew about death as her dear mother threw
\nHer out of the cage,her leg damaged so
\nAnd in to the arms of the couple Westbeau<\/p>\n
Without expectations the friends did agree
\nTo all eat together as a priority
\nNo meat on the table just veggies and fruit
\nAnd grain milk and eggs which would hardly suit
\nTyke a mean carnivore but as we saw
\nTyke was just fine and she did adore<\/p>\n
The food now on offer was apparently
\nWhat she enjoyed with them collectively
\nThe sickening thought of eating her friends
\nEven as a cub the message it sends
\nSHe brought up the milk with the added blood
\nMaking it clear that chewing the cud
\nWas far better suited to tearing the skin
\nOr sucking the blood of a fine muscled shin<\/p>\n
Grains in the pot she enjoyed those
\nWith the horse and the pony and the chickens
\nSuppose
\nThey all looked healthy then why should she
\nYoung tyke need be different she couldn’t see
\nAnd so it went on and she grew and she grew
\nBy 4years old ten feet long and she knew
\n159 kilos her weight
\nand could run with the horse
\nAt about the same rate<\/p>\n
SHe would sit with the Lamb
\nAnd play with the swan
\nAnd with the chickens
\nOut there upon
\nThe ground as her leg healed
\nAll could clearly see
\nA real happy bunny
\nOf pure jollity<\/p>\n
It didn’t feel right
\nThat a proud carnivore
\nAte like a horse
\nSHe ate more and more
\nThey gave her milk and eggs
\nAnd cereals too
\nAnd that got her going
\nThough one of the few<\/p>\n
It was love that had got to her
\nRight from the start
\nThese were affairs
\nDirect from the heart
\nSHe grew up to love them
\nThe menagerie
\nAnd eating them
\nClearly she just couldn’t be<\/p>\n
They tried many times many ways
\nBut she made
\nIt abundantly clear
\nThat she would rather fade
\nOut altogether
\nThan eat flesh and bone
\nAnd so she remained a big cat alone<\/p>\n
Not alone as to friendship
\nWith earthlings oh no
\nJust eating the earthlings
\nThose that did grow
\nAround her as friends
\nHer destiny clear
\nAs for the taurine
\nIt did appear
\nSHe managed to make it
\nHerself and so she
\nLived her life of nine years
\nAnd was so happy<\/p>\n
I attribute her life
\nTo love at first sight
\nFrom tumultuous beginnings
\nShe so found the light
\nLanding on her feet as most felines do
\nShe made her way forward
\nHer persuasion made true<\/p>\n
SHe was strong she was healthy
\nHer teeth shining white
\nHer coat it was silky
\nAnd she had a strong bite
\nSHe played with the chicks
\nSHe sat with the cow
\nSHe ran with the horse
\nShejust knew how<\/p>\n
To expand her diet
\nTo leaves and to plants
\nHer sight was clear
\nWhen she got the chance
\nSHe would run like the wind
\nAnd climb everywhere
\nHer diet was clearly
\nMaking her aware<\/p>\n
When she was 9 she died
\nSHe passed on
\nThe rainbow bridge welcomed her
\nWhen she was gone
\nEveryone missed her
\nFor special she was
\nA complete vegetarian
\nOnly because<\/p>\n
She loved her friends dearly<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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