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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424652" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Androcles and the Lion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">ANDROCLES AND THE LION<br>Every verse acts as shell for fair moral, a skel -<br>eton which we expand when councilling, <br>wanton worries dispel, (we can scan well and spell) , <br>through transcendent end line linking illing! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lordly lion’s large jaws are unused, like his paws, <br>'til his lady striped zebra’s sent spilling, <br>then he rages and roars, rips raw prey with sharp claws, <br>but it's mostly to show flesh is willing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the main, mighty mane and earthshaking refrain <br>give the lie - ‘spite his timbre so thrilling, <br>for with pride by his side he can set pride aside, <br>letting others continue the killing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every night by lush well loud flush larynx will swell, <br>while at jungle rill thirstily swilling, <br>yet all know very well ‘tis to show lioncel<br>how to act, an example instilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One should prowl nightly, bell, howl with high decibel, <br>or else growl, which is simply spine-chilling, <br>while by day to keep well one should sleep for a spell, <br>as hot tropical sun is too grilling. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we feel all should find feline father is kind, <br>especially when cubs are a-milling, <br>though stay out of the sight of his mate or she might<br>take a fancy to you for her filling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There’s a story some tell, (here in verse we excel) , <br>truth from falsehood intent on distilling, <br>of a slave, Androcel, and a snell lioncel, <br>those retracting the facts are cavilling. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yellow leo once dwelt in a duned desert dell, <br>often hunted from den to treed hilling, <br>till with bellowing yell on sharp ratchel once fell, <br>deep wound sent harp tuned voice a-shrilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From fore-pad Androcel pulled sore spill, soothing swell, <br>using prehistoric penicillin, <br>feral fears swiftly quelled, they as friends said farewell, <br>thus Destiny’s wishes fulfilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Between Mount El Carmel and the vill of Bethel, <br>where years later his travels were willing, <br>on his way it befell footpads armed with cudgel<br>ambushed him in the midst of their pilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the old citadel, powerless to rebel, <br>he was sold as a slave for a shilling, <br>vain resistance to quell, for free, bold, chains repel, <br>impelled him into ‘ring’ for a grilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was cramped in damp cell near ramped ‘rena roundel, <br>where dread carnivores daily were drilling, <br>there rough romans compelled him, ret, short-sword as well -<br>hope he'd no intention of stilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When it came to his turn he was thankful to learn<br>that the beast there that held the star billing<br>was the one once infirm, thus thereafter he'd earn<br>laurel leaves from the Praetor, Virgilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Androcles' doubts dispelled, death decree soon refelled <br>on papyrus scribe skillfully quilling, <br>cancelling tocsin knell, toxin soujourn in hell, <br>echoed sounds of carousing, refilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">People praised the marvel - ‘twas before chimed church bell -<br>or they’d soon have been cheerf’lly carilling, <br>everyone would revel with sweet simnel, sardele, <br>to timbrel’s touch gaily quadrilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here apt moral we rend, which from start until end, <br>in its heart says all men should be willing<br>to be civil to friend, mend each ill, make amend, <br>then existence will be just idylling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">1 January 1978 revised 12 December 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0">robi03_0149_robi03_0000 WXX_EMX</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>Androcles and the Lion</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Every verse is a shell for a moral, a skel -<br>eton which we expand when councilling, <br>wanton worries dispel (we can scan well, and spell) -<br>though forgive all the elling and illing! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lordly lion’s large jaws are unused, like his paws, <br>til his lady striped zebra’s sent spilling, <br>then he rages and roars, rips the prey with sharp claws, -<br>but its mostly to show he is willing! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the main, though, his mane and his booming refrain, <br>give the lie - ‘spite his timbre so thrilling, <br>for with pride by his side he can set pride aside, <br>and let others get on with the killing! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Every night at the well loud his larynx will swell, <br>while at jungle rill thirstily swilling, <br>yet you know very well ‘tis to show lioncel<br>how to act, an example instilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One should prowl nightly, bell howl with high decibel, <br>or else growl, which is simply spine-chilling, <br>while by day to keep well one should sleep for a spell, <br>as the tropical sun is too grilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So I feel you will find feline father is kind, <br>especially when cubs are a-milling, <br>though stay out of the sight of his mate or she might<br>take a fancy to you for her filling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There’s a story some tell, (here in verse we excel) , <br>truth from falsehood intent on distilling, <br>of a slave, Androcel, and a snell lioncel, <br>if you question my facts, you’re cavilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yellow leo did dwell in a duned desert dell, <br>often went from his den to the hilling, <br>‘till with bellowing yell on a ratchel once fell, <br>and the wound sent his tuned voice a-shrilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From his pad Androcel pulled the spill, soothed the swell, <br>using prehistoric penicillin, <br>feral fears did he quell, they as friends said farewell, <br>thus destiny’s wishes fulfilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Between Mount El Carmel and the vill of Bethel, <br>where years later his travels were willing, <br>on his way it befell footpads armed with cudgel<br>ambushed him in the midst of their pilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the old citadel, powerless to rebel, <br>he was sold as a slave for a shilling, <br>vain resistance to quell, - for free, bold, chains repel, -<br>impelled him to the ‘ring ’ for a grilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was cramped in damp cell near ramped ‘rena roundel, <br>where the carnivores daily were drilling, <br>there did roman compel him, ret, short-sword as well, -<br>though hope he’d no intention of stilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When it came to his turn he was thankful to learn<br>that the beast there that held the star billing<br>was the one once infirm, and thereafter did earn<br>laurel leaves from the Praetor, Virgilling! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He his doubts did dispel, death decree did refel, <br>on papyrus scribe skillfully quilling, <br>so instead of a knell, and a journey to hell, <br>rose the sounds of carousing, refilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">People praise the marvel, - ‘twas before chimed church bell -<br>or they’d soon have been cheerf’lly carilling, <br>every one did revel with sweet simnel, sardele, <br>to timbrel’s touch gaily quadrilling.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here the moral we rend, which from start until end, <br>in its heart says all men should be willing<br>to be civil to friend, mend his smart, make amend, <br>then existence will be just idylling!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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eton which we expand when councilling, 
wanton worries dispel, (we can scan well and spell) , 
through transcendent end line linking illing! 

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