WingSpan Poetry Project

CULTIVATING EMPOWERMENT THROUGH POETRY

Eating the Cave Lion

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The ancestors in my family long, long ago,
would use their fancy slingshot and take down the ultimate foe.

A cave lion would often terrorize my bipedal friends,
but with great tactic skills my cavemen pals would win.

They bring the beast back to the clan who marveled at the catch,
and graciously shared it all until there was nothing left.

K.H.

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