Unicorn School - Butterfly

The Unicorn stood, like a king in a dream

On the bank of a dark Senegambian stream

And flaming flamingoes flew over his head

As the African sun rose in purple and red

He followed the paths where the jungle beasts go

And he walked with a step that was stately and slow

But he threw not a shadow and made not a sound

And his foot was as light as the wind on the ground

Who knows what the thoughts of a Unicorn are

When he shines on the world like a rising star

When he comes from the magical pages of story

In the pride of his horn and a halo of glory?

«What a wonderful world!'

He was heard to exclaim

«It is better than books: it is sweeter than fame!

«Oh, speak to me, dark Senegambian stream

And prove that my beauty is more than a dream!»