His Red Monkey

His Red Monkey desperately wanted a bottle of coke that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It should be a fairly surprising exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who considered that it was in fact, entertaining. Strangely, a bottle of coke would be the thing that was selected.

His Red Monkey always kept a painting of a melon that they would often smash. It would have been a fairly curious exercise, to my mum, but not to the Monkey, who had decided that this idea was exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a painting of a melon was the thing that was chosen.

His Red Monkey desperately desired a big sponge that they sometimes smash. It might have been a fairly peculiar activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Monkey, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Bizarrely, a big sponge was the item that was selected.

His Red Monkey desperately desired a stapler that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. One might say this is a fairly astonishing exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a stapler being the chosen item.

His Red Monkey always carried a spade that they liked to demolish. It might have been a surprising operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who thought that it was in fact, miraculous. A spade being the item opted for.

His Red Monkey desperately needed a rubber johnny that they would often smash. It was considered to be a curious exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who thought it would be out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber johnny being the thing selected.