A Fucking Pigeon

A Fucking Pigeon needed a tomato that they would often break. This seems to be a fairly exciting proposal, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that this idea is magnificent. Bizarrely, a tomato would be the item that was selected.

A Fucking Pigeon looked for a cup that they would often throw. It is a fairly curious suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that the idea was epic. Who would have imagined, a cup is the thing to opt for.

A Fucking Pigeon had a crown that they would often hug. It would have been a fairly bizarre action, to some, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a crown was the thing that was chosen.

A Fucking Pigeon always had with them a melon to put up their bum. This might appear to be a fairly original undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that this idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a melon was the thing that was selected.

A Fucking Pigeon owned a bottle of coke that they would occasionally sit and look at. This seems a fairly strange idea, to me and my children, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion it would be the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a bottle of coke being the chosen item.

A Fucking Pigeon desperately needed a pint of beer that they sometimes drop. This could be considered a fairly funny operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Pigeon, who feels it would be wonderous. Honestly, a pint of beer was the item that was chosen.