Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for July 28, 2013

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My unicorn in summer takes me everywhere I do. The normal placed, plus the ones a unicorn would know. Phoebe: Say when! I'll pack a lunch, 'cause I have a taste that;s pickier than she, She'll forage in the forest greens, with salt (to taste) from me. My unicorn in summer runs like lightening down the shore, and even when it wears her out, I laugh and beg for more! It isn't just that going is tons and tons of fun, it's more about when unicorn and rider become one. The days are long, but the night must come and wither me to bed. My friend will offer me her mane to rest my weary head. Her hoofbeats are the lullaby that carries me to when My unicorn and I are gonna do it all again.