My Confused Pigeon

My Confused Pigeon desperately craved for a pint of beer that they would insert somewhere. It would have been a weird and wonderful action, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that this idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a pint of beer is the item to choose.

My Confused Pigeon carried a magic 8 ball that they would occasionally drop. It might be a curious thought, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who felt it was stunning. Bizarrely, a magic 8 ball of all things.

My Confused Pigeon always had with them a rubber johnny that they would often try to balance on their head. It might be a bizarre operation, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who thought it was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber johnny being the thing opted for.

My Confused Pigeon had a piece of paper that they would put on his head. This might appear to be a weird suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was out of this world. A piece of paper being the thing opted for.

My Confused Pigeon desired a helmet to share. It is considered to be an extraordinary thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion it was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet having that done to it

My Confused Pigeon desperately needed a sword that they sometimes eat. This could be considered a surprising idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that it was in fact, amazing. Strangely, a sword being the chosen thing.