His Orange Unicorn

His Orange Unicorn wanted a bat that they liked to demolish. This seems to be a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Unicorn, who thought it would be exciting. Strangely, a bat having that done to it

His Orange Unicorn desperately craved for a hat that they would often throw. This seems to be an astonishing exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion it was miraculous. Honestly, a hat being the thing opted for.

His Orange Unicorn desperately looked for a can of coke that they sometimes smash. One might consider this to be a strange thought, to my grandma, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a can of coke being the chosen item.

His Orange Unicorn often carried a pencil sharpener that they sometimes cuddle. This seems to be a somewhat surprising idea, to my dad, but not to the Unicorn, who considered that this idea was sublime. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener is the thing to select.

His Orange Unicorn desperately looked for a stapler that they would sometimes cuddle. One might consider this to be a fairly odd operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Unicorn, who felt it was fun. A stapler is the thing to opt for.

His Orange Unicorn looked for a piece of paper that they would often sleep with. It was a new idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Unicorn, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderous. A piece of paper was the chosen item.