Hast thou seen the unicorn
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Along the misty shore ?
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In truth 'tis strange to see him there,
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But what he a stranger more,
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He bowing down the horny horn
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Strangely strung with bells,
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Combing through the shingle for
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The periwinkle shells
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The Unicorn
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| Donovan Leitch |
