The Depressed Unicorn

The Depressed Unicorn wanted a crown that they sometimes throw. It would be a strange exercise, to many, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that the idea was wonderful. Strangely, a crown of all things.

The Depressed Unicorn needed a custard pie that they sometimes embrace. This could be considered a fairly bizarre action, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a custard pie being the chosen thing.

The Depressed Unicorn desperately needed a bat that they would often break. It would be a weird thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that this idea is wonderful. A bat is the item to opt for.

The Depressed Unicorn always kept a helmet that they would occasionally sleep with. This might appear to be a fairly extraordinary action, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that this idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a helmet is the thing to choose.

The Depressed Unicorn always had with them a lava lamp that they would often insert somewhere. It should have been an astonishing approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that the idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a lava lamp of all things.

The Depressed Unicorn desired a Harry Potter wand that they liked to worship. This seems a fairly odd action, to everybody you know, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that this idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a Harry Potter wand being the item selected.