A Yellow Worm

A Yellow Worm owned a bat that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It was considered to be a fairly curious activity, to me, but not to the Worm, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was entertaining. Remarkably, a bat was the thing that was opted for.

A Yellow Worm often carried a cup that they would often share. It would have been a fairly funny approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Worm, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a cup being the item selected.

A Yellow Worm always carried a teapot that they liked to hug. It should be an odd idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Worm, who considered it would be awe-inspring. Remarkably, a teapot of all things.

A Yellow Worm craved for a condom that they would sometimes hug. One might say this is a fairly new thing to do, to me, but not to the Worm, who thought that the idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a condom was the thing that was opted for.

A Yellow Worm desperately wanted a cup that they liked to share. It might have been a fairly peculiar suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Worm, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a cup would be the chosen thing.

A Yellow Worm desperately looked for a custard pie that they sometimes demolish. It is a fairly new operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Worm, who expected that this idea is the most awesome idea. A custard pie being the chosen item.