Of Mice and Manes

Of Mice and Manes

The lioness looked anxious;

she still had her cub spots.

She was grooming herself

with a long pink tongue.

The older maned one, clearly aroused

in the long grass beside her.

Slyly, she evaded his desires

by padding in circles,

aided by the human interference

of our four-wheeled drive.

When he roared in frustration,

and stormed the game vehicle;

we all gasped in consternation:

Irresponsible guide! complained

one kaki-clad tourist,

visibly excited.

Why did she egg him on?

asked a pith-helmeted lady.

#InMice I mumbled

as we trundled on.

credit: JdVP

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