Miss Angeline was caught in a tempest
And all of her mainsails were torn
When out of the mist, came a ship like a warchest
And on that ship's stern was Sir Unicorn
Unicorn, with the cord, he pulled her aboard
And he pulled her off to the side
And he smiled as he said, with a bow of his head
"Miss Angeline, won't you be my bride?"
Miss Angeline, head spinning and green
Hovered and fingered her dress
Ahh, and when she looked up, she clung to his cuff
And said "I don't know why, but my answer is yes!"
Oh, Sir Unicorn, since the day he was born
Had never once doubted the day
But first to the captain, he brought her forth
'cause a man can do nothing here without his say
The Captain looked softly at Miss Angeline
And thought, maybe she won't, but she shall!
And to his dismay, Unicorn heard him say
"Miss Angeline won't you be my gal?"
The Unicorn, he rode in like a storm
Stomping and arraying his brawn
With his stomach in place, he got in his face
And said "We shall, my Captain, touch swords at dawn!"
The Captain's sword was polished and perfect
He held it with vigilant scorn
And he swung it hard, but he couldn't swing it
As hard as the sword of Sir Unicorn
Sir Unicorn stood, then he pushed back his hood
And he pulled off his unicorn mask
It was Miss Angeline, with a nod and lean
She said "Free of that Captain you all are at last!"
And with outward glee, they threw him in the sea
And the crew shouted brave Angeline ("Brave Angeline!")
And threw out the shouts as they danced all about
Only Sir Unicorn could not be seen
Up in the crows nest, Sir Unicorn pressed
His fingers up under his ears
And the captain he laughed, as he pulled off his mask
And said "I'm still the one who's in charge around here!"
The Captain looked west, as the ship hit a crest
And remembered the day he was warned
About men he couldn't break, like the one in the wake
Forever aquatic, Sir Unicorn