Her Talented Pigeon

Her Talented Pigeon owned a porno magazine that they liked to embrace. It should be a fairly strange operation, to you and me, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a porno magazine would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Talented Pigeon looked for a bag of flour that they sometimes share. This seems a fairly exciting idea, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour would be the thing that was selected.

Her Talented Pigeon desperately searched for a cup that they sometimes put down their trousers. It should have been an original operation, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who feels it would be out of this world. Who would have imagined, a cup would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Talented Pigeon always had with them a wig that they would often play with. It was a curious undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a wig is the thing to choose.

Her Talented Pigeon desperately needed a pen that they would occasionally put on his head. This is certainly a different exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that the idea was fun. A pen of all things.

Her Talented Pigeon carried a sponge that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It would be a funny approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a sponge is the thing to select.