The Lion, the Lion, he dwells in the Waste,
He has a big head and a very small waist;
But his shoulders are stark, and his jaws they are grim,
And a good little child will not play with him.

(C) Hilaire Belloc
01/01/2000


Best Poems of Hilaire Belloc

• Juliet
• The Dromedary
• Henry King
• Song
• Jim
• Heretics All
• The Big Baboon
• Algernon
• The Gnu
• Fatigue
• Time Cures All
• The Elm
• An Author-s Hope
• Lord Lundy
• Hildebrand
• The Mirror
• Courtesy
• Habitations
• Epitah On The Politician Himself
• The World Is Full Of Double Beds
• The Llama