The Fat Robin

The Fat Robin needed a custard pie that they would insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a weird and wonderful thing to do, to me, but not to the Robin, who thought it was fun. Who would have thought, a custard pie would be the item chosen.

The Fat Robin desperately wanted a teapot that they would insert somewhere. This is certainly a weird thought, to my grandma, but not to the Robin, who had decided that the idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a teapot is the thing to choose.

The Fat Robin owned a crown that they sometimes put down their trousers. It is a fairly exciting idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion it was breathtaking. A crown was the thing that was selected.

The Fat Robin wanted a rubber chicken to drop. One might consider this to be a weird and wonderful suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Robin, who had decided that this idea is fun. Honestly, a rubber chicken is the thing to select.

The Fat Robin wanted a sponge to put up their bum. This could be considered an exciting proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a sponge is the thing to select.

The Fat Robin needed a stretchman that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly curious exercise, to you and me, but not to the Robin, who assumed that this idea is entertaining. Who would have imagined, a stretchman would be the item that was chosen.