Unicorn In a Bag
Unicorn in a bag
A long, long time ago
In a land as black as pitch
An unholy alliance was formed
Between a Wizard and a Witch
No one dare try rival them
In there castle way up high
The magic that they conjured
Even Satan could not vie
Until one night out on a hill
The Wizard heard an evil shrill
The Witch’s screams were all in vain
By a Unicorn she had been slain
The Wizard swore upon this day
“All Unicorns I swear Ill slay”
He would capture them one by one
And kill them all till there are none
Knowing to hunt a beast of light
It must be done on the darkest night
For alone these beasts he could not best
So he’ll do the deed while they do rest
Using his magic he tracked the beast
The trail he followed lead to the east
There in a cave on a mountain side
The battle began and the Unicorn died
Now on his belt he carries a bag
In it a horn that is wrapped in a rag
The first of many has fell to his hand
His quest just begun as he travels the land
So if you see an evil old man
Carring a box, a bag and a can
Move away quickly give him wide birth
For he is the most powerful Wizard on earth
By Mr. E. Jones
Copyright © Edward Jones | Year Posted 2005
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