His Little Pigeon

His Little Pigeon desperately searched for a bottle of wine to experiment on. It would be a peculiar operation, to my children, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, magnificent. Remarkably, a bottle of wine would be the thing that was opted for.

His Little Pigeon desperately searched for a cup that they liked to eat. It would be a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a cup would be the item chosen.

His Little Pigeon desperately desired a big sponge to throw. It might be a fairly extraordinary idea, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that the idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a big sponge was the thing that was selected.

His Little Pigeon searched for a set of lego that they would often put up their bum. It is an odd idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who considered it would be amazing. A set of lego is the thing to select.

His Little Pigeon always had with them a pencil sharpener that they sometimes rub on his belly. This seems to be a weird action, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed that the idea was fun. Honestly, a pencil sharpener would be the thing that was chosen.

His Little Pigeon searched for a cucumber that they sometimes annihilate It should have been a surprising thought, to some, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a cucumber would be the chosen thing.