Unicorn Sandwich
What do you want for lunch?
A unicorn sandwich.
Okay. What’s in it?
A unicorn, silly.
With peanut butter?
Rapid head nod.
And an Oreo?
Sure.
In the sandwich or next to it?
We have had it both ways.
You choose.
Okay.
Inside is usually better, so I push it onto the peanut butter.
I love talking to myself.
Because there is not
As much
Arguing.
You
Shut up.
No.
YOU shut up!
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