There is a majestic lion sitting on a rock on a hot summer day. It is sitting on a dark brown hot rock, sitting over the entire pack, watching them. Then it pounces up like a ballerina, ready to perform. Standing tall and proud, majestic and brilliant. Then it leaps, flys like an eagle, landing firmly on it's stount legs. It runs like a cheetah, strong and swift, running over to it's prey like it's ready and willing.. Then it is like a shark butterfly, flying and tearing apart the prey, feasting on it's now unconcious carcus.
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