My Troubled Bird

My Troubled Bird desperately craved for a melon that they sometimes sit and look at. It might have been a fairly surprising proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Bird, who feels that it was in fact, miraculous. A melon being the thing selected.

My Troubled Bird desperately searched for a toilet brush that they liked to sit and look at. It was a fairly different operation, to you, but not to the Bird, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a toilet brush being the thing opted for.

My Troubled Bird desperately craved for a spade that they would often eat. It might be a fairly weird idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion it was simply life. Remarkably, a spade was the thing that was chosen.

My Troubled Bird desperately wanted a magic 8 ball that they liked to annihilate It was an original undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who expected that this idea was stunning. Remarkably, a magic 8 ball would be the thing that was chosen.

My Troubled Bird wanted a rubber johnny that they sometimes hug. This seems a fairly curious activity, to many, but not to the Bird, who thinks it was out of this world. Honestly, a rubber johnny was the thing that was selected.

My Troubled Bird needed a bottle of beer that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. One might consider this to be an original approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Bird, who had decided that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a bottle of beer is the thing to select.