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A poem for mystical creatures. |
| Pegasus and Unicorn One with wings, and one with horn. Come in like angels, With each child born. Serenity and hope, They bring. As every blossom, comes with Spring. A moonbeam, a shooting star, Like fantasies, from afar. Remind me of lightening bugs, Safely kept, in a jar. Pegasus and Unicorn, One with wings, and one with horn; Unicorn and Pegasus, Won't you please, Come dream with us? |