Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for December 26, 2015
Transcript:
Phoebe: It's always a little depressing, right after Christmas. It's the longest possible time until next Christmas. And now there's just months of gray darkness until spring. Marigold: I cannot sit here doing this until May. Phoebe: Just hold out as long as you can.
“You are my sun-shinnnne, my only sun-shinnnne…”