When a mermaid and unicorn meet,
There’s a problem regarding the seat.
For there’s no sort of saddle
A mermaid can straddle.
She tends to slide off, without feet . . .

When she’s mounted and facing the East,
Barely perched on the galloping beast,
If he swerves, she’s unseated:
Dethroned and defeated;
Delight may descend to “deceased”.


write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual



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