Soft tendrils of a silver mane,
Brilliant blue eyes, glistening like rain.
A touch of the softest of white,
A wondrous coat, shining so bright.
A spiraling horn, entwined with gold,
A gentle being that shall never grow old.
They prance within a moonlit glade,
Then among the tiny sprites they lay.
The purest of souls this being owns,
Always understands, never condones.
A heart so gentle, a love so strong,
They are the ones whom will never go wrong.
A creature of hope, a heavenly sight,
This beast, this pure being of light.
Founding Members:
Diplomacy:
The Unicorns are retired from Strat, all members are free to wear the tag while following their own paths.
Membership Requirements:
Drink Booze.
Always take the shot.
Sacrifice all stray horses to the great Invisible Pink Unicorn.
