"Oh to see a Unicorn" cried a maiden fair
"To see it dance upon the fields, with the faries there.
To hear its fearsome battle cry, to see the spiral horn
wet with the dew drops that come with early summer morn."

"Just to catch a glimpse of its golden mane in the corner of my eye
To see it step around the daisy fields to talk to butterflys.
I hear that they can out run even the very wind,
and with the touch of its spiral horn any wound can mend"

"Legends say that they are the nobelest of each and every beast
and that the Queen herself has even seen two of them, at the very least
It is said that when they come, they are neither arrogant or vain.
Yet the mighty lion will stop its roar and hides its head in shame"

"But it seems that I will never see, glistening in the light,
the form of the unicorn with its coat of purest white
It has always been said that ' For a Maiden it will come'
Although there are many who do not know, a maiden I am none"