My Yellow Worm

My Yellow Worm desperately needed a pen that they would sometimes rub on his belly. This seems a fairly astonishing approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Worm, who had decided that the idea was epic. A pen being the thing opted for.

My Yellow Worm always had with them a helmet that they would often smash. It should have been a strange approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Worm, who considered it was wonderous. A helmet being the thing selected.

My Yellow Worm desperately wanted a dildo that they sometimes worship. It would be a new exercise, to many, but not to the Worm, who thought that the idea was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a dildo would be the item chosen.

My Yellow Worm often carried a sponge that they would put on his head. It was a fairly bizarre idea, to you and me, but not to the Worm, who feels that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a sponge being the item opted for.

My Yellow Worm carried a sword that they would demolish. It would have been a curious idea, to some, but not to the Worm, who considered it was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword is the thing to opt for.

My Yellow Worm had a pint of beer that they would occasionally drop. It might be a fairly strange proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Worm, who had decided that the idea was stunning. Who would have thought, a pint of beer was the item that was chosen.