My Special Sparrow

My Special Sparrow needed a pint of cider to put on his head. This seems to be a fairly astonishing thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Sparrow, who assumed it would be out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider would be the item that was opted for.

My Special Sparrow desired a hat that they sometimes put up their bum. It should have been a curious action, to me and my children, but not to the Sparrow, who thought that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a hat was the chosen thing.

My Special Sparrow craved for a tomato that they would insert somewhere. It is considered to be a weird thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Sparrow, who feels that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a tomato is the thing that was chosen.

My Special Sparrow craved for a set square to rub on his belly. This seems a fairly peculiar suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Sparrow, who thinks it would be magnificent. Honestly, a set square was the thing that was opted for.

My Special Sparrow always had with them a toilet brush to demolish. It would have been a fairly unusual suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Sparrow, who feels it was miraculous. Who would have thought, a toilet brush is the item that was chosen.

My Special Sparrow desperately needed a porno magazine that they would sometimes share. This seems a fairly strange undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Sparrow, who thinks that the idea was simply life. A porno magazine was the item that was opted for.