Dose of Unreality

 

There's an ice cream shop,

Ably named Fat Unicorn.

Meant to conjure magical images

Of rainbows and ponies,

Fairies and chocolate covered sprinkles.

But it's 'fat'! Why oh why?

Can you imagine a fat unicorn,

With a jelly belly and a double chin?

A butt like pudding and candy floss balls?

This is what happens when

You ruin fantasy with reality,

Dissect desire and inject 

It with a double dose of destination.

In this case, the copywriter wasn't sure

If unicorns eat ice cream, and what if they do?

Do they become chubby and cute?

What happens when you take

The high road to imagination,

But don't want to lose your way?

Oh come on, I know many such people,

Who don't understand the joy

Of letting it all go. Fantasy isn't 

Meant to be practical or sensible.

Unicorns aren't horses, they are perfect

In our mind, glitter horn and 

Pink, blue colours et all.

Imagination can never cause 

Disillusionment or pain, it exists

For us to escape into what can never

Be ours, but that's okay.

That's alright. So go ahead indulge

In the beauty of the unattainable.

Put that delectable pastel cone

With shiny chewy rose tips in your mouth.

It won't make you fat, just delirious.