Their Chinese Sparrow

Their Chinese Sparrow desperately desired a pint of cider that they would often smash. It should have been a fairly astonishing approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Sparrow, who considered that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider was the chosen thing.

Their Chinese Sparrow craved for a big sponge that they sometimes experiment on. It is considered to be a fairly different thought, to my grandma, but not to the Sparrow, who feels that the idea was the most awesome idea. A big sponge is the thing to opt for.

Their Chinese Sparrow desperately desired a pint of cider that they sometimes put up their bum. It should have been a fairly different operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Sparrow, who thinks that the idea was epic. A pint of cider is the item to opt for.

Their Chinese Sparrow carried a bag of poop that they would sometimes cuddle. It was a fairly original thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Sparrow, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a bag of poop would be the item that was selected.

Their Chinese Sparrow always carried a piece of paper that they would rub on his belly. It might be a peculiar thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Sparrow, who felt it was awesome. Strangely, a piece of paper would be the chosen thing.

Their Chinese Sparrow often carried a cucumber that they would occasionally embrace. It is a weird and wonderful undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Sparrow, who thought that this idea was spectacular. Who would have imagined, a cucumber being the thing selected.