The Depressed Unicorn

The Depressed Unicorn had a ball that they would occasionally rub on his belly. One might say this is a fairly surprising idea, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that the idea was out of this world. Remarkably, a ball is the thing to choose.

The Depressed Unicorn looked for a set square that they would often experiment on. It is a strange activity, to me and my children, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed that it was in fact, fun. You wouldnt have thought, a set square is the item to choose.

The Depressed Unicorn desperately looked for a helmet that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This seems to be an extraordinary exercise, to many, but not to the Unicorn, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. Honestly, a helmet is the thing to opt for.

The Depressed Unicorn desperately craved for a sponge that they would often sleep with. It is considered to be an astonishing activity, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who assumed it was sublime. A sponge would be the thing that was opted for.

The Depressed Unicorn owned a piece of paper that they would sometimes embrace. It might have been a fairly bizarre operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion it was exciting. Honestly, a piece of paper was the chosen item.

The Depressed Unicorn carried a computer that they liked to embrace. One might find this to be a fairly strange activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who expected that the idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a computer would be the item that was opted for.