Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for October 06, 2013
October 05, 2013
October 07, 2013
Transcript:
Phoebe: Did you climb a tree? Marigold: Impressed? Phoebe: Surprised! Marigold: That is a kind of impressed. Phoebe: How are you going to get down? Marigold: Um... Phoebe: Do you want me to call the fire department? Marigold: I am not on fire. Phoebe: Okay, well, I have homework. Marigold: However, if there is a "unicorn in a tree department..." Phoebe: On it.
I think that I shall never see a poem as funny as a tree.A tree who’s spreading limbs seem meantTo speed a climbing unicorn’s ascent…..Poems are made by fools like meBut only you can get me outta this tree.