Her Orange Worm

Her Orange Worm desperately wanted a sack of potatoes to worship. This seems a fairly strange thought, to my dad, but not to the Worm, who thought that this idea is simply life. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes being the item selected.

Her Orange Worm owned a bag of poop to hug. This could be considered a fairly funny exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Worm, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. Remarkably, a bag of poop being the item selected.

Her Orange Worm desperately wanted a big sponge that they would often rub on his belly. This is certainly an original activity, to me and my husband, but not to the Worm, who thought it was wonderous. Remarkably, a big sponge was the chosen thing.

Her Orange Worm always kept a magic 8 ball that they would put down their trousers. It might have been a fairly weird thing to do, to many, but not to the Worm, who expected that this idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a magic 8 ball is the thing to opt for.

Her Orange Worm often carried a teapot that they would sleep with. It would be an extraordinary undertaking, to my children, but not to the Worm, who thinks it was entertaining. Who would have thought, a teapot would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Orange Worm always had with them a toilet brush that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should be a fairly weird activity, to some, but not to the Worm, who assumed that the idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a toilet brush being the item opted for.