When a beautiful and sweet lion bites you, you shouldn’t be upset with it.
Even though you always treated him with kindness.
Even when you spent so long defending his animal habits.
Especially when you let your own guard down.
No, he hadn’t ever bitten you.
But I mean, he is a lion.
And you always knew that.
He never said he wasn’t.
You cannot fault a lion for being a lion.
The fault lies with whomever forgot he wasn’t a kitty cat.