My Troubled Worm

My Troubled Worm carried a mug that they would often rub on his belly. This seems a fairly bizarre thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Worm, who thinks it was amazing. Honestly, a mug was the item that was selected.

My Troubled Worm always had with them a pen that they liked to insert somewhere. It might be a fairly different activity, to some, but not to the Worm, who felt that this idea was miraculous. Honestly, a pen was the thing that was selected.

My Troubled Worm always had with them a cup that they liked to break. It might be a weird approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who considered that it was in fact, stunning. Remarkably, a cup is the thing to opt for.

My Troubled Worm had a sack of potatoes that they would cuddle. It might have been a strange activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Worm, who had decided that the idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes was the chosen thing.

My Troubled Worm carried a wig that they sometimes sleep with. This might appear to be an original thought, to many, but not to the Worm, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderous. Strangely, a wig would be the item chosen.

My Troubled Worm desperately desired a toilet brush that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It might be an original approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Worm, who thought that it was in fact, miraculous. Strangely, a toilet brush having that done to it