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I'm known as the king of the jungle and have a magnificent mane. What am I?
What has a horn but does not work?
It's small but larger than a bee, And agile as a flea. It humms but does not buzz, And it's not covered with fuzz. It is a small collector, Of juicy flower nectar.
While I did live, I food did give, which many one did daily eat. Now being dead, you see they tread me under feet about the street.
A warrior amongs the flowers, He bears a thrusting sword. Able and ready to use, To guard his golden hoard.
What is it that makes tears without sorrow. And takes its journey to heaven?