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Pegasus
From the labs of Atlantis a wing-ed horse sprang Freed at last, and this was his plan, To ride the free winds from Azores to Iran. Eons ago on the shores of Atlantis Research combined the eagle and stallion To create a unique breed we see now before us. Flushed with success making scientist bold, They created a beast from a man and a colt, The result was the Centaur for us to behold. Still they proceeded, the poor horse now torn, Rhinoceros and horse, without any scorn, To bring us the stunningly chic Unicorn. But Atlantis erupted in its own evil fog, And lucky we were as the research had logged The next step would be a Prince and a frog. Pegasus, Centaur, Unicorn, born by the score, Sprang from the horse – according to lore. Should Atlantis arise, can we expect even more? 18 lines created October 9, 2010
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