Taming The Lion

a poem by Christine Anne Shaw, UK

A trifle foolish I would say
to curse the one who holds the purse,
by letting rip and venting out,
it serves to make the matter worse.

The mouth that spews should learn to chew,
break down the meat and masticate,
try smaller pieces, tough it out,
add water first to lubricate.

Unwise to bite the hand that feeds,
it soon backfires to hurt you more
and hungry, hungry you will be,
if you can't tame that lion's roar.

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