Their Round Sparrow

Their Round Sparrow carried a piece of paper that they liked to sleep with. It was a new undertaking, to my children, but not to the Sparrow, who feels it was awe-inspring. Honestly, a piece of paper is the thing to opt for.

Their Round Sparrow desperately looked for a rubber chicken that they liked to cuddle. It is a fairly exciting suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who felt that the idea was out of this world. Bizarrely, a rubber chicken of all things.

Their Round Sparrow desperately looked for a vibrator that they sometimes experiment on. It might be a surprising approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed that the idea was fun. A vibrator was the thing that was opted for.

Their Round Sparrow always carried a helmet that they would try to nail to the wall. It might have been a fairly curious proposal, to me, but not to the Sparrow, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderful. Who would have imagined, a helmet was the chosen thing.

Their Round Sparrow desperately desired a bag of flour that they would sometimes break. It should be a fairly astonishing thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Sparrow, who had decided it would be simply life. Strangely, a bag of flour was the thing that was opted for.

Their Round Sparrow owned a can of Tango that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It might have been a funny approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who had come to the conclusion it was the most awesome idea. A can of Tango would be the item that was selected.