His Red Martian

His Red Martian desired a ball that they would put on his head. It is considered to be a fairly original thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was out of this world. Strangely, a ball was the item that was chosen.

His Red Martian desperately looked for a teapot that they would sometimes put on his head. It might be a surprising suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who had decided it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a teapot is the item that was chosen.

His Red Martian needed a spade that they would sometimes play with. It should be a fairly strange thought, to most, but not to the Martian, who assumed it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a spade would be the item that was selected.

His Red Martian looked for a sword that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would be an odd suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was wonderful. A sword would be the thing that was selected.

His Red Martian desperately desired a block of cheese that they would often insert somewhere. It is a somewhat surprising undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a block of cheese is the thing to opt for.

His Red Martian had a sack of potatoes that they would play with. It might be a fairly odd exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who felt it was sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a sack of potatoes of all things.