Her Weary Pigeon

Her Weary Pigeon craved for a big sponge that they would sometimes play with. It is a fairly astonishing proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was awesome. Bizarrely, a big sponge would be the item chosen.

Her Weary Pigeon always kept a dildo to worship. It might be a fairly strange action, to everybody you know, but not to the Pigeon, who thought it was amazing. Who would have imagined, a dildo was the item that was selected.

Her Weary Pigeon carried a sack of potatoes that they would cuddle. It should have been an original thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided that this idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a sack of potatoes would be the item chosen.

Her Weary Pigeon desperately craved for a computer that they liked to drop. It would have been an unusual thought, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a computer of all things.

Her Weary Pigeon needed a Harry Potter wand to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should be a curious undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who felt it would be amazing. Honestly, a Harry Potter wand was the thing that was chosen.

Her Weary Pigeon craved for a pint of cider that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. It was a fairly peculiar activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that this idea is sublime. Who would have imagined, a pint of cider being the chosen item.