My Chinese Pigeon

My Chinese Pigeon desired a tomato that they liked to demolish. It was considered to be a new proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato was the item that was opted for.

My Chinese Pigeon always kept a hat to play with. It would have been a fairly new exercise, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, stunning. Remarkably, a hat being the chosen thing.

My Chinese Pigeon carried a magic 8 ball that they would put in the bath with him. This might appear to be a somewhat surprising exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who feels it was the most awesome idea. A magic 8 ball would be the thing that was chosen.

My Chinese Pigeon desperately needed a bottle of beer to sit and look at. It was considered to be a different suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that this idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a bottle of beer is the item to choose.

My Chinese Pigeon owned a can of Tango that they sometimes sit and look at. It should have been an extraordinary activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who feels that it was in fact, wonderous. A can of Tango would be the chosen thing.

My Chinese Pigeon desperately wanted a rubber chicken that they would sometimes break. It should have been an original operation, to me and my children, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that the idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken is the thing to choose.