My Weary Giraffe

My Weary Giraffe carried a crown that they liked to demolish. One might say this is a fairly odd thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. Who would have thought, a crown was the thing that was selected.

My Weary Giraffe found a pint of beer that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It might have been a fairly astonishing proposal, to my dad, but not to the Giraffe, who thought it would be magnificent. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of beer being the thing selected.

My Weary Giraffe wanted a pencil sharpener that they liked to hug. One might say this is a fairly weird thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Giraffe, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the thing to choose.

My Weary Giraffe craved for a pencil sharpener that they would smash. This is certainly a fairly unusual approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Giraffe, who thinks that the idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a pencil sharpener of all things.

My Weary Giraffe always carried a mug that they would often worship. It should have been a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to my children, but not to the Giraffe, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a mug would be the item chosen.

My Weary Giraffe needed a magic 8 ball that they would often insert somewhere. One might find this to be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Giraffe, who thought it was simply life. Remarkably, a magic 8 ball would be the chosen thing.