A Unicorn Ate my Butterfinger
Submitted by randell s on 4/1/2010 9:39 AM
My story, in poem form:
I was just sitting there by a tree
with my butterfinger, all of it for me.
It was a warm beautiful autumn day
when I saw a unicorn coming my way.
I thought if I can catch this magical horse, I will be famous of course!
I will lay down my butterfinger for him to eat,
and when he gets closer, I will cover him with this sheet!
My plan was working and the unicorn came closer to take a bite, but before I knew it he took my butterfinger, and he was gone, out of sight.
I have no unicorn and now no butterfinger,
I will wait him to return while I linger.