A poem about a pink, fluffy unicorn named Harry.
A pink, fluffy unicorn named Harry is he,
Though his job is to fill children with glee,
He is quite sad but no one knows why,
The truth is that he’s pink, but a guy!
He friends all laugh when he walks in the room,
The bright, colorful feature, fills his life with gloom.
He wishes that he could be a normal animal color,
Or at least something that is slightly duller.
But this is his life, that’s just how it is,
And he’ll do his best because this life is his.
Though his friends laugh at him every day,
He will choose to live in his own special way.