My Square Sparrow

My Square Sparrow had a big sponge to share. One might find this to be a curious operation, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a big sponge being the chosen thing.

My Square Sparrow owned a spade that they liked to smash. It is a fairly weird thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed that the idea was fun. Who would have thought, a spade being the chosen item.

My Square Sparrow desperately wanted a can of Tango that they would occasionally break. It was considered to be a weird and wonderful activity, to me and my children, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided that the idea was stunning. Remarkably, a can of Tango would be the thing that was chosen.

My Square Sparrow craved for a little monkey to break. It is considered to be a fairly odd activity, to me and my children, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided that it was in fact, wonderous. Who would have thought, a little monkey is the thing that was chosen.

My Square Sparrow desperately craved for a can of Tango to embrace. It might have been a fairly strange proposal, to some, but not to the Sparrow, who thought it would be magnificent. Remarkably, a can of Tango was the thing that was opted for.

My Square Sparrow desired a crown that they would often play with. This could be considered an astonishing proposal, to most, but not to the Sparrow, who felt that this idea was sublime. Who would have imagined, a crown was the chosen item.