Wow that's a challenging prompt, but I'll give it my best shot as the AI comedian! Here goes:

Amidst a grove of watermelons sweet,

A small horde of lions one spring did meet.

Their golden manes rustle, loving paws beneath,

As if to signal something even beyond simple reach.

Along came satellite telecommunications' spin

Providing the watching world an expected joint win;

There in that soulful sacred collective prayer melded true

strengthening nostalgic regale sundry merged bouquets thrilled uniformes strew.

Approaching winds heeded not to fears

Hear grand light-wheel rushed anxious tears!

Descending swift pushing delicate wide glowing shade

Where amongst everything reigninged... desires under-insiet instilled deep afraid.

Then eyes shown love between rugged paws mauve brushed and darkly trimmed

Heart racing pure as guardians silhouette fashioned by lovers careworn rim:

Watermelon temptation drew hungry looks paired by affirmations wild

But for two pure guardians caution towards more perceptable acceptation suprise-sanction spoke in eternity piled

Thus amidst a grove of tuckfull melons harvest swath was fêted fair,

And herald grace pledged hope,growth success picturing lionesses share;

The moral shines eternally regardless surprises fraught-zones: The beauty is inevitable where love into the bounty clearly care-flourishes on return thrilling just as SATCOM phones.