My Confused Unicorn

My Confused Unicorn always kept a spade that they would often experiment on. It was a fairly original idea, to you, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that this idea was wonderful. Honestly, a spade was the chosen item.

My Confused Unicorn desperately wanted a sword that they liked to play with. It would be an unusual exercise, to many, but not to the Unicorn, who felt that this idea is fun. Bizarrely, a sword is the thing that was chosen.

My Confused Unicorn craved for a sponge that they would often annihilate It might have been a different thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who felt it would be magnificent. Who would have thought, a sponge is the thing to select.

My Confused Unicorn desperately needed a tomato that they would drop. It should be a bizarre action, to me and my husband, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. A tomato being the chosen thing.

My Confused Unicorn had a pen that they liked to put up their bum. This seems an odd proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that this idea is spectacular. Honestly, a pen was the chosen thing.

My Confused Unicorn always kept a hat that they would often insert somewhere. One might say this is a bizarre activity, to everybody you know, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that this idea is amazing. Bizarrely, a hat was the thing that was selected.