My name is Ramsey, I have a beautiful mane, it's not like the other lions', it's just not the same. It has flecks of color all sprinkled in, when you look at my face, you'll start to grin. They called me king of the jungle.
BIRTHDAY
August 16
POEM
I always try to clear my head. Before it's time to go to bed. But I see lions when I sleep. I count them instead of sheep.
