My Yellow Robin

My Yellow Robin searched for a bat that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly a fairly funny idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Robin, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a bat being the thing selected.

My Yellow Robin craved for a cup that they would often throw. One might find this to be a surprising idea, to you, but not to the Robin, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a cup was the thing that was chosen.

My Yellow Robin always had with them a crown that they would often annihilate It might have been a fairly astonishing proposal, to my children, but not to the Robin, who expected that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown was the thing that was chosen.

My Yellow Robin desperately searched for a spade that they sometimes sit and look at. It would have been a fairly peculiar approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Robin, who had decided that this idea was miraculous. A spade was the thing that was chosen.

My Yellow Robin desperately searched for a magic 8 ball that they sometimes worship. It would have been a peculiar activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Robin, who assumed that this idea was stunning. Honestly, a magic 8 ball being the thing selected.

My Yellow Robin desired a mug that they would occasionally smash. It might have been a fairly surprising operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Robin, who expected that this idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a mug is the thing to select.