Christmas Unicorn

I’m a christmas unicorn

In a uniform made of gold

With a billy goat beard

And a sorceror’s shield

And mistletoe on my nose

Oh i’m a christian holiday

I’m a symbol of original sin

I’ve a pagan tree and magical wreath

And a bowtie on my chin

Oh i’m a pagan heresy

I’m a tragic-al catholic shrine

I’m a little bit shy with a lazy eye

And a penchant for sublime

Oh i’m a mystical apostasy

I’m a horse with a fantasy twist

Though i play all night with my magical kite

People say i don’t exist

For i make no full apology

For the category i reside

I’m a mythical mess with a treasury chest

I’m a construct of your mind

Oh i’m hysterically american

I’ve a credit card on my wrist

And i have no home nor field to roam

I will curse you with my kiss

Oh i’m a criminal pathology

With a history of medical care

I’m frantic shopper and a brave pill popper

And they say my kind are rare

But i’ve seen others in the uniform

Of a unicorn just like me

We are legions wide and we chose no sides

We are masters of mystique

For you’re a christmas unicorn

I have seen you on the beat

You may dress in the human uniform, child

But i know you’re just like me

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I’m the christmas unicorn! (find the christmas unicorn!)

You’re the christmas unicorn too!

It’s all right. i love you.

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Love: love will tear us apart . . . again

Love: love will tear us apart . . . my friend

(i'm the christmas unicorn! you're the christmas unicorn!)