Life's A Drag

Molly said that my horns are gross.

That they're long and icky.

I wouldn't call them long?

They're more like nubs.

Cute little nubs.

Anyways…

Molly canceled our playdate, so I'm just writing in my diary under the swing.

Maybe I should've tried to start a fire with my mind?

Would Molly have found that cool?

Or would I still be gross?