King of the Green Tea

In the land of the rising leaf, where the green dominates the scene

A lion roars, a king of teas, in the realm of emerald dreams

From North East he rises, with a fierce spirit and might

Don Haruna the lion, protector of the green tea's light

Leaves whisper his name, in every subtle breeze

He rules with strength and grace, among the tallest of the trees

Oh, his crown is made of jade, his throne the mountain's crest

A king not just by title, but by the heart's true zest

King of the green tea, lion of the East

Standing proud and mighty, never needing the feast

Don Haruna reigns, with a roar so grand

Guardian of the land, ruler of the green land

Sip the leaves, feel the power rise

Echoes of his roar, through the morning skies

In every cup, his spirit flows

King of green tea, forever he goes

So raise your cups high, to the lion's name

Don Haruna’s glory, forever in fame

In the green fields, his legend stays

King of green tea, for endless days