Their Fucking Sparrow

Their Fucking Sparrow craved for a sword that they sometimes annihilate One might say this is a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who thinks that the idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a sword is the thing to select.

Their Fucking Sparrow had a sack of potatoes that they would drop. It might be a fairly funny suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Sparrow, who feels that this idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a sack of potatoes of all things.

Their Fucking Sparrow desired a teapot to embrace. It should be a fairly peculiar idea, to my dad, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed it would be breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a teapot is the item to opt for.

Their Fucking Sparrow desperately desired a painting of a melon that they would worship. It is considered to be an original operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Sparrow, who expected it would be fun. You wouldnt have thought, a painting of a melon would be the item that was selected.

Their Fucking Sparrow had a set square to demolish. One might consider this to be an astonishing thought, to many, but not to the Sparrow, who expected that this idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a set square was the thing that was opted for.

Their Fucking Sparrow desperately wanted a tomato that they would often experiment on. It is considered to be a bizarre activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided it would be amazing. Strangely, a tomato is the thing that was chosen.