My Tired Monkey

My Tired Monkey desired a ball to throw. It might have been a fairly new action, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awe-inspring. Strangely, a ball would be the item that was chosen.

My Tired Monkey desperately looked for a pint of beer that they sometimes throw. It is an astonishing activity, to most, but not to the Monkey, who feels it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of beer would be the thing that was chosen.

My Tired Monkey owned a spade to try to nail to the wall. This might appear to be an odd undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Monkey, who expected that it was in fact, sublime. Bizarrely, a spade was the item that was selected.

My Tired Monkey desired a pen that they would often put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a fairly new exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Monkey, who feels that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a pen would be the thing that was selected.

My Tired Monkey needed a can of Tango to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems to be a somewhat surprising proposal, to you and me, but not to the Monkey, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is awe-inspring. Strangely, a can of Tango being the thing opted for.

My Tired Monkey often carried a crown to put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a surprising undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Monkey, who thought that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a crown of all things.