My Tired Martian

My Tired Martian desperately craved for a melon that they would occasionally demolish. It would have been a bizarre thought, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who thinks it would be entertaining. A melon was the item that was selected.

My Tired Martian needed a bag of poop that they would occasionally play with. It might be a new thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Martian, who had decided that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop having that done to it

My Tired Martian desperately wanted a mug to rub on his belly. It was a fairly curious idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a mug having that done to it

My Tired Martian desperately wanted a cup that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might say this is a different action, to most, but not to the Martian, who expected that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup having that done to it

My Tired Martian owned a set square that they would often hug. It would have been a fairly unusual exercise, to many, but not to the Martian, who thinks that this idea is miraculous. Strangely, a set square would be the thing that was chosen.

My Tired Martian wanted a hat to try to nail to the wall. It is considered to be a fairly bizarre action, to some, but not to the Martian, who expected that this idea was magnificent. Who would have imagined, a hat was the chosen thing.