Land of The Unicorn Mythical and magical,
gliding through the night,

a coat of soft fine velvet,
milky shimmering white.

Dark lashed eyes glowing,
mild creatures made of light,

delicately dancing,
under a moon so bright.

Innocent and shining,
untouched by human hand,

unknowing and untainted,
safe in their hidden land.

Their tinkling melodic voices,
ring throughout the glen,

in a sweet soprano
before they dance again.

Their exquisite beauty,
never will we see,

in the land of the unicorns,
may they live forever free