A Tale of a Unicorn

I was out at Leila Arboretum today when I came across a two-legged unicorn. Where its first two legs normally were there was instead a pair of wings. Imagine the amount of wingspan was needed to lift up a horse. It is for this reason that unicorns are so much skinner then horses, and even than it was wondrous to gaze at that wingspan.

It stood on its two legs walking almost like a human. It was silvery white and glistened. It was like moonlight walking in the morning sun. I wasn’t quite sure that it could actually fly, but there is something a little magical about unicorns. I figured that if any horse could fly this would be it. Otherwise it would all be a lot of show for nothing.

It was one of those moments where you wish you had brought your camera, even if unicorns are overpopulating Michigan at the moment, I had never heard of a winged one. While most unicorns move with the speed and grace of a deer, this one was unsure of itself on the ground. Every now and then it would bind over onto all fours (wings used like legs) to get eat something off the ground. A number of times doing this it fell over wings flapping like penned up a chicken.

I stayed there waiting for it to fly. It got boring after a while and I started to watch the ants coming in and out of a mound on the ground. I found some clover and ate a bite. If potatoes are an Irish food what are clovers? I imagine there is no food more Irish. I heard once that its like catnip to The Leprechauns. The reason that I was able to find it on the ground at all (it sells like gold in the old country) is the laws against exporting it.

You see the government wants this country as far away from The Leprechauns as possible. Its specism it is. The world is afraid that because Leprechauns can make gold so they might destroy the economy, which is based on gold. It is therefore illegal for anyone to have any dealings with Ireland, which is the only place on this world where The Leprechauns are allowed to live.

Of course there are corks out there that grow clover and sneak it into Ireland, but I think you have heard enough about this topic. It is after all a horrible mark on the world. Lets talk about dandelions and butterflies instead. Dandelions make the very best ice cream, mixed with other lawn clippings of course.

Nothing smells quite like a fresh morning day other then Lawn Silk put it on and you will smell like dew on recently mowed grass.

Anyway, I am sure that you are wondering what has happened with the unicorn well I am wondering that too. You see… I don’t see it anymore. Somewhere between eating clover and rolling in the grass it disappeared. I’m sorry.