(November 10, 1879 – December 5, 1931 / Springfield, Illinois)

The Lion

The Lion is a kingly beast.
He likes a Hindu for a feast.
And if no Hindu he can get,
The lion-family is upset.

He cuffs his wife and bites her ears
Till she is nearly moved to tears.
Then some explorer finds the den
And all is family peace again.

by Vachel Lindsay

Comments (2)

I memorized this poem in the fourth grade but never knew the author until today. I am now 82 years old. Thank you for many happy moments Vachel Lindsey. I have recited the poem to all of my 20 plus grandchildren and many others. It is one of my favorites. Thanks. James Blount, M.D., retired.
I memorized this poem in the fourth grade but never knew the author until today.I am noe 82 years old. Thank you for many happy moments Vachel Lindsey.. I have recited the poem to all of my 20plus grandchildren and many others. It is one of my favorites.