Unicorn’s pride

The white unicorn waits, suppressing its breath

For its gladiator to rise

Snorting in between to nudge him

Together had they won many a battle

Over plains and valleys, over kings and allies

It knows how strong a heart master has

And this was surely not the end to rattle

It circled around a few times with master on its back

And a fiery look dazzled as they charged for their prey

Yet, one more time their power flashed at the bend

 

Hour 21

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