This poem is for Amelia, who asked for a poem about unicorns, glitter, sparkles and pink. I’ve decided that glitter and sparkles are sort of the same thing for this poem, but as a footnote, glitter is also VERY powerful. If you spill some you will never get rid of it for the rest of your life!
You know, some (very badly informed) people think
When I say I like unicorns, sparkles and pink,
That I’m not very serious, not very strong
And the thing about those people is that they’re wrong.
You’d have thought unicorns were respected, at least:
They are ancient and magical, mythical beasts
And you wouldn’t have thought that it needs to be said:
Do not mess with a horse with a horn on its head!
A lot of things sparkle, so shiny and bright
Like insects and crystals and stars in the night
And the way that they do it is really terrific
To understand why, you must be scientific
And pink is the colour of all sorts of flowers
That are lovely to look at, could kill you in hours
Oleanders and lupins and foxgloves and such
Are all pretty but poisonous: look, but don’t touch!
But a lie that some people will think, even speak
Is that things that are pretty are silly and weak
That’s ridiculous though: anybody can see:
Pretty things can be powerful: just look at me!
Tom Juniper Poetry 