Poetrydex-Sceptile

This is Sceptile's Poetrydex entry. Please comment, and enjoy!

King Of The Forrest
A branch is much more than a branch, It's a gateway, a path, choice, Risk the tree coming down in an avalanche, Or take a leap across the void.

A limb is much more than a limb, It's a bed, a place to sleep, Pick it wisely, for if it's too thin, You'll never awake from the slumber so deep.

A tree is much more than a tree, It's a house, a living, a home You defend your home bravely, Or at the end you end up with none.

A leaf is much more than a leaf, It's a pillow, or more often, cover, Sneak up on prey, quiet as a thief, Mop your mouth when the meal is over.

A nut is much more than a nut, It's a lifesaver, a joy, a meal, Always delectable, delicious-but, Best saved for later, I feel.

A king is much more than a king, He's a husband, a father, a man. The King Of The Forrest has not throne nor ring, He simply does the best that he can.