My Weary Monkey

My Weary Monkey found a little monkey that they would occasionally hug. It might have been a new thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that this idea is wonderous. Remarkably, a little monkey would be the item that was selected.

My Weary Monkey owned a tomato that they would put up their bum. It might have been a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Monkey, who thought that the idea was breathtaking. Honestly, a tomato was the item that was selected.

My Weary Monkey desperately wanted a spade to rub on his belly. It should be a fairly peculiar thing to do, to you, but not to the Monkey, who feels that this idea was breathtaking. Strangely, a spade was the thing that was chosen.

My Weary Monkey craved for a vibrator that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. One might say this is a weird approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Monkey, who expected it would be wonderous. Honestly, a vibrator would be the chosen thing.

My Weary Monkey often carried a rubber johnny that they would often try to balance on their head. It might be a somewhat surprising suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Monkey, who feels that the idea was out of this world. A rubber johnny being the chosen thing.

My Weary Monkey desperately wanted a sword that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This could be considered an original undertaking, to many, but not to the Monkey, who assumed it was stunning. Honestly, a sword is the item that was chosen.