The Depressed Unicorn

The Depressed Unicorn desperately searched for a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally sleep with. It was a bizarre action, to my mum, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper is the thing to opt for.

The Depressed Unicorn often carried a big sponge that they sometimes smash. It might have been a fairly weird operation, to some, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks it was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a big sponge was the thing that was chosen.

The Depressed Unicorn often carried a cucumber that they liked to sleep with. One might consider this to be a fairly original undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Unicorn, who felt it would be epic. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber is the thing that was chosen.

The Depressed Unicorn wanted a pint of cider that they sometimes eat. This might appear to be a fairly odd idea, to most, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider was the chosen thing.

The Depressed Unicorn always had with them a hat to put up their bum. It might have been an unusual operation, to most, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that this idea is exciting. A hat was the chosen item.

The Depressed Unicorn craved for a chocolate bar to eat. It would be a somewhat surprising undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that this idea is breathtaking. Remarkably, a chocolate bar is the item to choose.