A Crypting Robin

A Crypting Robin needed a rubber chicken that they liked to cuddle. One might consider this to be a fairly strange thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Robin, who considered it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber chicken would be the thing that was chosen.

A Crypting Robin always had with them a bottle of wine that they would put on his head. One might find this to be a new thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Robin, who considered that the idea was sublime. Honestly, a bottle of wine being the chosen thing.

A Crypting Robin carried a cup that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This seems to be a fairly exciting operation, to my mum, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion it was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a cup being the item opted for.

A Crypting Robin always carried a rubber chicken that they would often rub on his belly. This is certainly an extraordinary approach to life, to you, but not to the Robin, who had decided that this idea was fun. Strangely, a rubber chicken is the thing to choose.

A Crypting Robin looked for a tomato that they sometimes put up their bum. It might have been a fairly exciting proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Robin, who had decided that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have imagined, a tomato was the item that was selected.

A Crypting Robin desperately needed a bag of poop that they would hug. One might say this is a surprising suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Robin, who assumed that this idea is wonderful. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop is the thing to select.