The Nervous Robin

The Nervous Robin looked for a mug to sleep with. It was a fairly weird thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Robin, who considered it would be magnificent. Strangely, a mug was the thing that was opted for.

The Nervous Robin looked for a sponge that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It might be a fairly peculiar exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, awesome. Strangely, a sponge being the chosen item.

The Nervous Robin always kept a bag of flour that they would often sit and look at. It would be a fairly surprising operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Robin, who thinks that this idea was fun. Strangely, a bag of flour was the item that was chosen.

The Nervous Robin looked for a cup to annihilate It was considered to be a fairly different thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is spectacular. Who would have imagined, a cup would be the item chosen.

The Nervous Robin desperately needed a stapler that they would often put on his head. It should have been a fairly different action, to my mum, but not to the Robin, who felt that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a stapler was the chosen item.

The Nervous Robin often carried a bag of flour that they would try to balance on their head. It might be a fairly funny undertaking, to my children, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Remarkably, a bag of flour is the thing to choose.