She Was Born To Be My Unicorn - T. Rex

She was born to be my Unicorn

Robed head of ferns

Cat child tutored by the learned

Darkly ghostish host

Haggard vizier of the moats

Seeks the sandled shores of Gods

Baby of the moors

The night-mare's mauve mashed mind

Sights the visions of the blinds

Shoreside stream of steam

Cooking kings in cream of scream

Jackdaw winter head

Cleans his chalcedony bed

A silken word of kind

Was returned from Nijinsky Hind

Giant of Inca hill

Loosed his boar to gorely kill

The dancing one horned waife

In doublet of puffin-bill

The beast in feast of sound

Kittened lamb on God’s ground

Ridden by the born of horn

Jigged like a muse on life’s lawn