Murderer Removed

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Cecil the lion, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

All the herbivores are celebrating.
That dead lion’s reputation’s deflating.
Despite all the bleating,
Was them he was eating.
Less terror, they’re anticipating.

Cecil’s dark side

Feeding Frenzy

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Cecil the lion, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

There are paw prints all over the floor.
(It is rumoured they eat lions raw)
On the walls are stuffed heads.
(Panda skins on their beds?)
It’s a tale laced with gristle and gore.

animal-heads-paw-print

Dentophobia

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Cecil the lion, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, poem, poetry

Score: one lion, and some thousands beheaded.
Dentists more than barbarians dreaded.
Cecil killed with one shot
While a multitude rot.
Is The West to insanity headed?

King of Beasts

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Cecil the lion, limerick, Limerick poem, Limerick poetry, Planned Parenthood, poem, poetry

Cecil’s dead – that’s a bit of a shame.
(Killing babies? – no! that’s not the same)
He had lived a long life.
Raised some cubs with each wife,
And was famous. (and certainly game)

So the world, it is now up in arms,
For a lion, it has primitive charms,
Unlike mere human trash,
To but plunder then smash –
Hunt this hunter – ‘his highness’ he harms.