“What happened to the unicorn?”
My daughter asked with face forlorn
And then began to sob and mourn
(She’s been like this since she was born)

Did Noah leave them off the ark?
Did they go swimming with the shark?
Get mugged by thugs in Central Park?
Perhaps play leapfrog for a lark?

No, no!  The truth is hard to bear
Man poached it for its horn so fair
With powers magical and rare
When sprinkled in a lover’s hair

Such madness couldn’t happen now
Evolving man can take a bow
No more will he such crimes allow –
Let all the rhinos tell you how