The Crypting Newt

The Crypting Newt desperately looked for a bag of flour that they would sometimes eat. One might say this is a fairly odd thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Newt, who expected it was awesome. Remarkably, a bag of flour would be the item that was opted for.

The Crypting Newt desperately wanted a CD player that they would occasionally annihilate It was a peculiar thought, to you and me, but not to the Newt, who considered that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a CD player was the item that was opted for.

The Crypting Newt desperately craved for a pen that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It was considered to be a fairly weird and wonderful approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Newt, who had come to the conclusion it was magnificent. Who would have thought, a pen of all things.

The Crypting Newt craved for a cup that they would often throw. One might consider this to be a fairly exciting action, to me and my wife, but not to the Newt, who feels that the idea was out of this world. Strangely, a cup is the item that was chosen.

The Crypting Newt desperately desired a melon that they would sometimes cuddle. One might find this to be a fairly surprising thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Newt, who felt that the idea was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a melon is the item to opt for.

The Crypting Newt often carried a pint of beer that they would often put down their trousers. It was considered to be a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to my children, but not to the Newt, who feels it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a pint of beer having that done to it