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the lovely lady lark one day

flew low over a clump of long since deadened trees

and just so happened to notice the mighty and

fierce Lioness down sobbing upon her great,

fantastic knees

just what was wrong with the great Lioness

the lovely lady lark simply could not imagine

after all!

the great Lioness had it all

she had her strong healthy children

that big, beautiful brute of a mate

of hers

King Royal

as well as the finest meadow for hunting

all around

the gorgeous grainy slopes of Root Gavin

the lovely lady lark being the kind and gentle

soul that she was known to be

flew down to a large rock near the tearful

Lioness

and asked so very softly

Dear Lady Lioness are you alright?

no, came a very low yet heart felt reply

you see, my youngest son

he is lost

Lost? echoed Lady Lark

Lost how?

he went off into the dense underbrush this morning

and has yet to return

I've looked all over the entire jungle and I can't

find him anywhere

this once fierce Lioness was now nearly frantic

with worry

but upon realizing at that very moment her worst

possible fears

the Lioness became very scared

making her ask the tiny, concerned little bird

Lark........., you don't suppose that he could

have been .... he could have been attacked?

Lark said nothing for a moment and simply stared

and then finally replied lark so very gently

oh no, now Lady Lioness, he's a fine young cub

so healthy, brave and strong

So, don't you worry none for he'll be coming back

home to you soon, It won't be long

I'm sure of it

but if you would like dear Lioness, I would be

more than happy to fly out a few miles over the

dense under brush and take a quick look see

maybe, hes simply fallen asleep under a nice

grassy bed of warm sweet moss or has cornered a

woolly young bear cub up a tree

the lady Lioness perked right up

you mean y-y-you w-would do that for m-m-me Lark!

why of course I would Lioness

it wouldn't be any trouble at all

honestly

in fact, I'll leave right now!

so, the Lioness wished Lark lots of good luck as

she promptly flew out of the meadow and off and

away

only a few moments had passed while Lark flew

determinedly through the air

until she spotted some rustling deep in the densely

brown underbrush

and in her hope filled and tender little heart

she felt an inspiring rush

as she got closer , sure enough she had indeed

found the lady Lioness' youngest stray cub

Boy, and he was belly deep in thick gooey-green

mud

the dirty little cub looked helpless and began

to pitifully whine

giving the concerned little Lark a fine idea

she would get him out by chewing loose a low

hanging vine

so, with the chewed vine in her determined little

beak

she then took it to Boy to grasp onto

as he was able to get one thick muddy paw free

he took the offered vine and tugged himself out

of the pit with strong incredible glee

when he made it to the edge

safe out of harm's way

he nearly hugged the poor little Lady Lark to

death

saying all the while, while being completely out

of breath

Thank you , Thank you , Thank you, Thank you

you saved my young life today

and that evening when the terribly tired two

arrived back at the worried Lioness's den

the grateful Lioness took the little Lark to

one side and said

My dear, dear friend Lark

as long as I shall live

I will live in your debt...............

(Oct 15, 1994pm)