The Yellow Bird

The Yellow Bird always carried a set square to sleep with. It would have been a different thing to do, to you, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a set square would be the thing that was opted for.

The Yellow Bird desired a hat that they would often put on his head. It should have been an unusual proposal, to you and me, but not to the Bird, who had decided that this idea is fun. Bizarrely, a hat would be the thing that was selected.

The Yellow Bird desperately craved for a bag of poop to smash. This seems an original exercise, to you, but not to the Bird, who expected it was awe-inspring. A bag of poop was the item that was selected.

The Yellow Bird found a pen that they sometimes sit and look at. It was considered to be a fairly bizarre action, to me and my parents, but not to the Bird, who felt it was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a pen was the chosen thing.

The Yellow Bird desperately desired a sack of potatoes that they would sometimes hug. One might find this to be an astonishing undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who thinks that this idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes was the chosen thing.

The Yellow Bird desperately wanted a sack of potatoes that they would often sleep with. This might appear to be a new approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Bird, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. Bizarrely, a sack of potatoes is the item to opt for.