scared lioness!

Oh, my good Lord,

It's my time for the checkup

I am sure my doctor will be angry

As he has asked me to be on a diet

But here I am, chewing on my steak

Anyhow, let me finish before he comes

Else I would miss this delicacy

As the raw smell of juicy steak

Hits my nostrils, enhancing my taste buds

Can not help but to savor to its last bit

I do not like my teeth to be brushed

As it vanishes the delicious taste of steak

I get the taste each time

When I lick my tongue over the mouth

How can I just let it go by doing a stupid thing?

'Hey, lioness, How're your teeth doing?'

There he comes, my doctor

does he have to ask that now?

I was tensed like, how it will be getting caught?

Everyone is scared of me

But here I am, afraid of this petty doctor

Gulping down, I opened my mouth at him

As he was all set with cleansers and pricks!