I am rawrr, do you hear my roar?
It knocks down trees and shakes the floor
I'm the roaringest rawrr in all the land
My roars drown out even rock bands

They deep fry fish still in the sea
And drop dead birdies down on me
Dragons run and lions hide
Because MY roars are bona fide

I roar all eve'nin' and I roar all morn'
I roar til all your ears are torn
I roar with passion and I roar with style
I'm at the peak of the roaring pile

But when night comes I'm all alone
And I do not roar, I cry and moan
'cause a roarer's life is one lonely
Won't someone become friends with me?

The End

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