Leo sat upon the highest mark of the rock in the sky,
majestic as ever was a lion.
observing, clenching his bare claws around the horizon,
intrusion came upon the land... so misunderstood

It crept up like an ant on a picnic,
stunned, Leo did not say a word.
Only the wind could be heard.
And as a satchel full of gems fell onto his grave,
a bitter taste was left in the stem.
Never did a majesty so fancy an end like this,
A bitter grave for the love that once harpooned him.

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