In this poem I have used some nonsense words I made up.
The rain breeped through the lofty trees
on this clograyly fall day
The hardy mums left from the summer
were however happy that they had stayed.
Golinlimpling down the steep hill
sprinted a beautiful unicorn
eager to meet the lovers
just married in the storm.
The unicorn’s voice so sweet and spiritual
whispered secrets from the future
to the sweethearts and their guests
Sunflowers suddenly stood to attention
as the sun sneaked in from the east
a splendid day will be after all
let us feast, oh, let us feast!
The soul mates slowly strolled
into the certainty of their tomorrows;
the unicorn confided there would not be any sorrows.
The unicorn disappeared
No one has ever seen it since
the lovers are now married forty years
happy and content.