A lion

A lion that defied its den,
Deviated from their sacred ways,
And took a different direction,
Out and about he found a garden
And many followed his tail after days,
From his predecessors he seeks correction.

To its rival, the lion became a prick
That should be handled with care,
For fear of its painful sting,
Those who showed brevity tried a trick
That said,challenge me if you dare,
It was a song that everybody could sing