My Tired Eagle

My Tired Eagle carried a chocolate bar to insert somewhere. It should have been a fairly curious suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Eagle, who assumed that this idea is wonderous. Who would have imagined, a chocolate bar would be the item that was chosen.

My Tired Eagle found a spade to break. It might have been a weird and wonderful action, to my neighbour, but not to the Eagle, who thought it was fun. Who would have thought, a spade was the thing that was selected.

My Tired Eagle desperately looked for a little monkey to put on his head. This might appear to be an extraordinary undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Eagle, who thought that this idea is spectacular. A little monkey would be the thing that was selected.

My Tired Eagle needed a block of cheese that they would smash. It might have been a fairly weird and wonderful action, to my dad, but not to the Eagle, who thought that this idea is stunning. Strangely, a block of cheese would be the thing that was chosen.

My Tired Eagle desperately craved for a pen to eat. This is certainly a fairly different suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Eagle, who considered that this idea was fun. Who would have thought, a pen would be the item that was selected.

My Tired Eagle desperately searched for a sack of potatoes that they would often put up their bum. One might consider this to be a bizarre thought, to me, but not to the Eagle, who assumed it was stunning. Strangely, a sack of potatoes being the chosen item.