My Hungry Robin

My Hungry Robin desperately looked for a custard pie that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems a fairly original suggestion, to me, but not to the Robin, who expected it was simply life. Who would have thought, a custard pie is the thing to select.

My Hungry Robin desperately looked for a bag of poop that they liked to sit and look at. It was considered to be a fairly weird exercise, to my children, but not to the Robin, who considered that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop would be the thing that was chosen.

My Hungry Robin always carried a bag of flour that they would occasionally share. This might appear to be a fairly weird thing to do, to you, but not to the Robin, who felt it was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a bag of flour was the item that was chosen.

My Hungry Robin desperately looked for a mug that they would smash. This could be considered a fairly weird and wonderful proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Robin, who had decided that it was in fact, breathtaking. Remarkably, a mug was the thing that was chosen.

My Hungry Robin desperately craved for a stretchman that they sometimes cuddle. This seems to be a fairly new thought, to most, but not to the Robin, who feels it was simply life. A stretchman would be the thing that was opted for.

My Hungry Robin craved for a vibrator that they would sometimes play with. It would be a strange suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Robin, who felt that it was in fact, breathtaking. Honestly, a vibrator is the thing to select.