Beach like your hair,
Sky like your eyes,
This is what happens,
When a unicorn cries,
It sheds a slight tear,
But is not forlorn,
This unicorn wept,
The day you were born.
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@cookie nah, a friend of mine was complaining earlier in the day about how bad she looked, so I told her (slightly sarcastically) that she looked like a unicorn cried a rainbow. Later she asked me to write her a poem. This was what came to mind
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