Day 20-The Unicorn and the Centaur

Day 20-Poem Generator-The Unicorn and the Centaur See the hopping of the unicorn, I think he's angry at the thorne. He finds it hard to see the buckle, Overshadowed by the purple french honeysuckle. Who is that waiting near the shoe? I think she'd like to eat the crew. She is but a natural centaur, Admired as she sits upon a your. Her tall car is just a toe, It needs no gas, it runs on portico. She's not alone she brings a foot, a pet mule, and lots of alpine coltsfoot. The mule likes to chase a geranium, Especially one that's in the titanium. The unicorn shudders at the tiny sun He want to leave but she wants the cross bun. ***************** Day 20-Poem Generator-The Unicorn and the Centaur(Revised) See the hopping of the unicorn, I think he's angry at the thorne. He finds it hard to see the buckle, Overshadowed by the purple french honeysuckle. Who is that waiting near the beach? I think she'd like to eat a peach. She is but a natural centaur, Admired as she sits upon a magic Orb Her tall staff is just for show, She made it out of last night’s rainbow. She's not alone she brings a lute, a pet mule, and lots of ripe Kiwi fruit. The mule likes to chase a geranium, Especially one that's in the terrarium. The unicorn shudders at the waning sun He wants to leave but she wants the cross bun.