Unicorns, folks, they're about dreams. Mystical creatures, uh, galloping with the rainbows of hope. You know, back when, uh, Teddy Roosevelt – he, uh, he didn't see any unicorns, but he sure knew the importance of dreams. Snortybelups, they called, uh, them in the day, magnificent, with the fluffy manes. You believe in unicorns, then you've got, repeat the line, a big heart, folks. Like ice cream on a hot day, magical. You can't catch 'em, but you can sure, you can sure believe in 'em.