Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for December 05, 2016
December 04, 2016
December 06, 2016
Transcript:
Marigold: The snow is all but melted away. All that remains of its sparkling glory: a few piles of dirty slush in the shadows. O fading snow... On behalf of all unicorns, I am sorry for having envied your ephemeral crystal beauty! Apologizing to melting snow is a classic unicorn holiday tradition! Phoebe: I like presents better.
If it’s “all but melted,” wouldn’t that mean that melted is the only thing it isn’t?