The Orange Bird

The Orange Bird owned a bag of poop that they liked to embrace. One might find this to be a peculiar exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop being the thing opted for.

The Orange Bird desperately needed a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It might have been an exciting approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a Harry Potter wand was the chosen thing.

The Orange Bird desperately craved for a bat that they would sometimes rub on his belly. One might find this to be a bizarre thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Bird, who considered it would be magnificent. Remarkably, a bat was the chosen item.

The Orange Bird desperately wanted a teapot that they would often put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly odd exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who thinks that the idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a teapot was the chosen thing.

The Orange Bird desperately craved for a sponge to cuddle. It is a fairly unusual proposal, to my mum, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a sponge is the thing that was chosen.

The Orange Bird desired a wig that they would occasionally put up their bum. This seems a fairly new approach to life, to most, but not to the Bird, who thought that this idea was entertaining. A wig would be the thing that was chosen.