My Worrisome Unicorn

My Worrisome Unicorn always kept a piece of paper to embrace. It is a weird activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Unicorn, who thought that this idea is sublime. A piece of paper is the thing that was chosen.

My Worrisome Unicorn always kept a bat that they would sometimes hug. It should be an unusual operation, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who thought that this idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a bat is the item to select.

My Worrisome Unicorn carried a can of Dr Pepper that they would often put down their trousers. It would have been an exciting exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper was the thing that was chosen.

My Worrisome Unicorn craved for a ball that they would occasionally put on his head. It would have been a strange activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Unicorn, who feels it was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a ball is the item to opt for.

My Worrisome Unicorn had a piece of paper that they would try to nail to the wall. It was an exciting action, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed it was awesome. Strangely, a piece of paper was the thing that was selected.

My Worrisome Unicorn always kept a vibrator that they would cuddle. It should be a different operation, to my children, but not to the Unicorn, who felt it would be spectacular. Remarkably, a vibrator was the chosen item.