The Purple Robin

The Purple Robin wanted a wig that they would often insert somewhere. It is a fairly bizarre activity, to my grandma, but not to the Robin, who expected that this idea is fun. Bizarrely, a wig is the item to choose.

The Purple Robin desperately craved for a spade that they liked to embrace. One might consider this to be a fairly unusual proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Robin, who thought that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a spade was the chosen item.

The Purple Robin desperately craved for a can of coke that they would sometimes hug. It is a different exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Robin, who feels that it was in fact, miraculous. Strangely, a can of coke is the item to choose.

The Purple Robin needed a can of Dr Pepper that they would often put on his head. This is certainly a fairly curious thought, to you and me, but not to the Robin, who thought that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper is the thing to opt for.

The Purple Robin desperately desired a wig that they would often play with. It was considered to be a funny approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Robin, who feels that the idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a wig would be the item that was chosen.

The Purple Robin desperately craved for a custard pie that they sometimes annihilate It might have been an exciting operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Robin, who thinks it would be wonderous. A custard pie was the chosen thing.