Three Lions

In the sun-drenched field where tall grass sways, Three playful brothers share their days. With tawny coats and big, bright eyes, Beneath the wide-open, bright blue skies.

One cloud floats by like a cotton ball puff, One sun shines warm with its golden stuff. With happy, broad smiles that cannot hide, These three young cubs have nothing but pride.

Side-by-side they stand, so close and so neat, Exploring the world with their paws so sweet. They learn to roam and they learn to play, Growing stronger with each passing day.

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