A Tired Unicorn

A Tired Unicorn looked for a sack of potatoes that they would sometimes worship. This is certainly a weird suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that this idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes was the item that was chosen.

A Tired Unicorn desperately searched for a cup that they would occasionally sit and look at. One might consider this to be a different undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Unicorn, who thought that the idea was wonderous. A cup would be the item that was selected.

A Tired Unicorn desperately desired a big sponge that they sometimes eat. It should have been a fairly unusual idea, to me, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that this idea is simply life. A big sponge is the item that was chosen.

A Tired Unicorn desperately needed a bat that they would play with. This could be considered a fairly unusual action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who felt that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a bat of all things.

A Tired Unicorn craved for a big sponge that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. This is certainly a peculiar proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a big sponge is the item to select.

A Tired Unicorn desired a cup that they sometimes put in the bath with him. This is certainly an astonishing action, to me, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Remarkably, a cup would be the thing that was chosen.