by PrincessKiara » August 19th, 2010, 10:34 pm
I haven`t written anything new, but I have posted some more of my old poems. Enjoy!
I didn`t want to include this with my other poems simply because it`s so silly. I wrote this after reading some of Roald Dahl`s poems, and I felt inspired.. Just doing some rhyming excercise, lol.
This is not meant to be serious or deep, just silly and funny. Enjoy!
Simbas Lecture
In Africa there is a land
Which is really very grand
It carries the name Pride Land
Its ruled by the lion, not by the man.
Simba is the king and Nala the Queen
Kiara the Princess, the best that`s ever been.
But the young cub has one great ache,
Her father protects her, for her own sake.
Each morning she runs off to play,
But Simba stops her, he says: «Hey!»
«Do not forget the plains are wild,
Please be careful, my dear child.
Keep out of trouble, use your brain
Try to stay dry if it should rain.
Be back at home before sun set
You know my demands, make sure they are met.
All my rules are set with love,
You are my treasure, my little dove.
Sadly your brother Kopa is dead
Or he could come with you, instead
I have to send my two good friends
Timon and Pumbaa, odds and ends.
I could ask Zazu, that nice old bird
Of a better babysitter Ive never heard!
But he is busy performing his job
I can not ask anymore of that poor slob.»
Kiara is impatient, she wants to go play
Doesnt feel like listening to Daddy all day,
So she tries to quietly slip out of sight,
But Simba restrains her with all his might.
«You cant go just yet, my lecture is not done!
Why, I had barely just begun.»
This is just what Kiara fears,
She tries to put her paws over her ears.
Does not feel like listening, shes heard it all before
She simply cant bear to hear it once more.
So the Princess runs down from mighty Pride Rock,
Leaving Simba the King standing there in shock.
Nala the beautiful queen comes out from the cave.
She says to her husband: «Kiara`s not your slave.
You cannot command her, however hard you try.
She wont be controlled by you, so let it pass by.
Simba, my love, just relax and you will see:
Kiara needs to be happy, she needs to be free.»