The Night Mare Not to many people know, But not so very long ago, There was no dawn or no dusky evening light, There were only twelve hours of stark bright day, And twelve hours of night in exactly the same way, And the Sun and the Moon were always in visible sight, Now to the divine task of guiding these spheres, The Universe had chosen to Unicorn Mares, On their heads respectively rested the Sun and the Moon, Day Unicorn Mare was brown and she carried the Sun, Hers was a sun drenched honey coat and she was the only one, And the sun had sautéed her coat until she caused the Steeds to swoon,

Night Unicorn Mare was white as the palest light, And she was admired even in the dead of night, There were times she would pale even the Moon, The Unicorns were poetry in their syncopated stride, Never losing step yet never synchronizing time, They who brought the light and carried it so gracefully, They would meet at noon and then again at midnight, And cross and make a slight left or right, And the World would stop just to see, This went for almost and eon until one day, Night Unicorn Mare stopped to graze, As she did at the same spot just beneath the horizon, She was a somewhat vain equestrian daughter, Always admiring herself in the water, But something in her reflection gave her mystical horn a turn,

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