My Nervous Unicorn

My Nervous Unicorn always had with them a pencil sharpener that they would often try to balance on their head. It was considered to be a fairly weird thought, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that this idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener of all things.

My Nervous Unicorn desperately needed a rubber chicken that they sometimes share. This is certainly a fairly strange activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, wonderous. Bizarrely, a rubber chicken is the item that was chosen.

My Nervous Unicorn desperately craved for a pen that they liked to eat. It should have been an extraordinary activity, to most, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a pen would be the thing that was selected.

My Nervous Unicorn desperately needed a custard pie that they would sometimes play with. One might consider this to be a weird thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Unicorn, who felt that it was in fact, amazing. Bizarrely, a custard pie is the item to select.

My Nervous Unicorn searched for a porno magazine that they would often demolish. It would be a fairly odd thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided it would be simply life. A porno magazine is the thing that was chosen.

My Nervous Unicorn found a sponge that they sometimes drop. This might appear to be a fairly astonishing thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that this idea is miraculous. Who would have imagined, a sponge was the chosen item.