Her Yellow Unicorn

Her Yellow Unicorn desperately looked for a custard pie that they would try to nail to the wall. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to most, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided that this idea is stunning. Who would have imagined, a custard pie was the chosen thing.

Her Yellow Unicorn desperately searched for a bag of poop to hug. It should have been a somewhat surprising exercise, to my mum, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a bag of poop was the thing that was opted for.

Her Yellow Unicorn always had with them a custard pie to break. One might consider this to be a curious undertaking, to you, but not to the Unicorn, who expected it was sublime. Bizarrely, a custard pie being the thing selected.

Her Yellow Unicorn desperately desired a little monkey that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This could be considered a fairly exciting proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided it was sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey having that done to it

Her Yellow Unicorn desperately wanted a can of Tango to cuddle. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to most, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, wonderful. A can of Tango would be the chosen thing.

Her Yellow Unicorn had a cucumber that they would occasionally hug. This might appear to be a fairly funny activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who had decided it was breathtaking. Remarkably, a cucumber was the thing that was opted for.