On a Winter's starlit night
When the moon is shining bright
And the wolves begin their lonely serenade
If you're quiet, you just might
Behold a wondrous sight
Of Unicorns dancing in the moon drenched glade
A beautiful sight to see
These proud creatures running free
A thing of myth and legend come to life
Silk manes stirring in the breeze
White coats flitting through the trees
Their golden horns sharper than any knife
To see them frolic and play
Just blows your mind away
Who ever thought these animals could exist
As they dance so gracefully
Sudden noise and they all freeze
Then they quickly slip away into the mist
You blink and now it seems
That this was all a dream
As you stumble through the thicket to the glade
On the ground something you spy
Bring it close up to your eye
In your hand you hold a strand of silken mane
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