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The King Returns

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The Myna sang in the heat of the day. Warm breeze blowing through the tall Maasai grass.  The hunter crept quietly toward his prey.  Stopping nose in the air.  Slow step by step.  His movement fluid and determined.  Low grunt, tail twitched. His nose filled with his prey scent.  Eyes flash. Muscle tense. 
The King.  The mighty African Lion. 
Charges his prey.  Rolling with huge paws flashing.  The man falls under his weight.
Laughing calling his name.  "Namelok" (the sweet one) becomes the young cub once more.
Rolling on the ground as Leeboo laughing welcoming the King's return. 

A beautiful day in the bush.  The Myna bird sings the song honouring the beauty of Africa.

 

* Leeboo Maasi Ranger *

 

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Written by fuzzy1954
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