My Purple Eagle

My Purple Eagle always kept a cup that they would sometimes eat. This is certainly a weird undertaking, to my children, but not to the Eagle, who expected that it was in fact, miraculous. Who would have thought, a cup is the item to choose.

My Purple Eagle always had with them a melon that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It was considered to be an extraordinary thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Eagle, who had decided that it was in fact, entertaining. A melon would be the thing that was chosen.

My Purple Eagle looked for a teapot that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might consider this to be a weird approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Eagle, who assumed that this idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a teapot being the item opted for.

My Purple Eagle carried a little monkey that they sometimes cuddle. This could be considered a different proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Eagle, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a little monkey is the thing to select.

My Purple Eagle searched for a cup that they would often put on his head. It is a fairly curious idea, to my dad, but not to the Eagle, who thinks that this idea is amazing. Who would have imagined, a cup would be the thing that was opted for.

My Purple Eagle desperately wanted a custard pie that they would sometimes eat. One might say this is a funny undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Eagle, who had come to the conclusion it would be entertaining. Bizarrely, a custard pie was the item that was chosen.