And a whimsical face,
And a tied-up lunch of sandwich and tart,
And spread a cloth in the open chase.
And then I should pretend to snore ...
And I’d hear a snort and I’d hear a roar,
The wind of a mane and a tail, and four
Wild hoofs prancing the forest-floor.
And I’d open my eyes on a flashing horn—
And see the Unicorn!
Paladins fierce and virgins sweet ...