Men and women too, put themselves in the lions' shoes. In the case of the lions' den, the pride can go up to even ten. One male rules the roost but the females cook the goose. When it's dining time, the women usually form a line. They all wait for him to eat while the girls sharpen their teeth. After the male has had his fill, they move like it's just a drill. Taking what is left on the ground, they consume without a sound. They all seem to know the code, because contenders hit the road. The lion plays his part while he controls the ladies' hearts. His mane is heavy like lead, and some things are left unsaid. He can't hunt with the hounds, for he can't complete the rounds. Lionesses do him the honors as they are indeed the better runners. He protects and serves the pride and his job can't be denied.
Women today are doing the same, but they are doing it for the fame. They are bringing the bacon home, but the men are left to roam. Girls think they wear the pants because they work in higher ranks. The men, on the other hand, won't make girls' wishes their commands. Guys think humble calves suck the milk, while the ladies should foot the bill. Young women have their game face on, maybe that's why they can't keep a man. Mature ones beat men at their game, oh yes, cougar is their name! These girls have been around the block, and have now stopped watching the clock. They go for the younger guys now that they've hunted all their lives. These women do the spending and in the same breath do the bending. Meanwhile, the young toys enjoy the ride while not looking for a bride.