Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for May 04, 2015
May 03, 2015
May 05, 2015
Transcript:
Mom: You're very pretty. Marigold: Yes, I know! Marigold: The stars themselves are jealous of my loveliness Marigold: Seasons come and go, mountains rise and then crumble, but my beauty shines eternally. Marigold: But perhaps that is enough about my loveliness. Phoebe: No, no, let's hear how your eyes are shimmering jewels
I liked the original version better. Phoebe picks up an asparagus spear on her plate and muses to herself that it isn’t sharp enough to be a real spear.