My Cute Robin

My Cute Robin desperately searched for a Harry Potter wand that they would sometimes throw. It was an odd undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a Harry Potter wand was the thing that was chosen.

My Cute Robin looked for a ball that they would smash. This could be considered a different exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Robin, who felt that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a ball would be the item chosen.

My Cute Robin desperately searched for a pint of cider that they sometimes drop. This could be considered an original approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Robin, who feels that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider being the item selected.

My Cute Robin often carried a sword that they would sometimes eat. This is certainly a funny exercise, to my mum, but not to the Robin, who feels that this idea was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a sword was the chosen item.

My Cute Robin wanted a stapler that they sometimes put up their bum. One might find this to be a fairly strange proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Robin, who thinks it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a stapler is the thing to choose.

My Cute Robin desired a Harry Potter wand that they would often try to balance on their head. One might find this to be a fairly weird action, to my grandma, but not to the Robin, who feels that this idea is exciting. Honestly, a Harry Potter wand is the item to opt for.