Once there was a lion so strong,
With a mane as golden as the dawn.
He roamed the savannah with great pride,
But one day, a mouse he did chide.
"How dare you scurry in my way,"
The lion growled, "You're just a prey."
But the mouse replied with a grin,
"I may be small, but I have kin."
The lion laughed, "What can they do,
Against my might and my grand view?"
But the mouse had a plan, so sly,
And in the end, the lion did cry.
For the mouse had freed the lion from a trap,
And the lion learned to never judge by a lap.
And from that day, they were friends,
The lion and mouse, until the end.