Chime, apparel, uproar and motive. in a poem

The lion himself loves his chime. He loves the sound so much he creates such an uproar within his throat, it sounds majestic. His motive that day was to be able to craft such apparels it has designs like chimes for him to wear someday.

This poem above is the kind of poem that doesn't rhyme, but its 1 of those poems that are kind of like a short story.

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