Red Poodle

Red Poodle craved for a sack of potatoes to embrace. One might say this is a fairly new suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Poodle, who had decided that it was in fact, exciting. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes was the chosen item.

Red Poodle always carried a sword that they sometimes demolish. It should have been a fairly exciting operation, to most, but not to the Poodle, who thinks that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a sword being the thing selected.

Red Poodle carried a bag of poop that they would often hug. This is certainly a bizarre proposal, to some, but not to the Poodle, who expected that the idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a bag of poop being the thing selected.

Red Poodle desperately craved for a can of coke that they would sometimes embrace. It might be a fairly different proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Poodle, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a can of coke would be the thing that was chosen.

Red Poodle had a bottle of coke that they liked to put down their trousers. This seems a bizarre activity, to most, but not to the Poodle, who expected that this idea is sublime. Who would have imagined, a bottle of coke was the chosen item.

Red Poodle found a sword that they would sometimes hug. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing action, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who assumed it was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a sword was the thing that was chosen.