The Wooden Horse

I was sat astride
A wooden horse statue
In a town centre
In anywhere world
Where i'd found
Nestled behind its right ear
Some amazing
Multi-coloured
Unicorn nail varnish
And with each touch
Upon each nail
A soft marshmallowy
Small Unicorns horn arose
Half way through this
Two police officers turned up
And told me to get down
I explained to them
That as soon as i'd finished
Applying the nail varnish
That i would be on my way
And besides
I wasn't causing any problem
Or damage
And that i hadn't as yet
Had a drink
So i wasn't drunk in charge
Of a wooden horse
The two police officers
Eyed me up, and down
And said in unison
"Well don't let us catch you doing this again!"
Smiled
Then walked off
I shouted out my thanks
And thought
'Does that mean
That as long as they don't catch me
Then it's okay?'
I finished off my nails
Just as the wooden horse
Came back to life
And off we flew
Into the dark, and dusty night

by Jemia