Her Cheerful Worm

Her Cheerful Worm desperately craved for a vibrator that they sometimes sit and look at. It would have been an unusual activity, to my dad, but not to the Worm, who assumed it was wonderful. Who would have thought, a vibrator would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Cheerful Worm looked for a piece of paper that they sometimes throw. It should have been a bizarre action, to my neighbour, but not to the Worm, who assumed it would be exciting. Who would have imagined, a piece of paper would be the chosen thing.

Her Cheerful Worm desperately searched for a painting of a melon that they would often sit and look at. It is a weird and wonderful undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who assumed it would be out of this world. Honestly, a painting of a melon having that done to it

Her Cheerful Worm desperately needed a custard pie that they would often hug. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Worm, who expected that this idea is spectacular. Who would have thought, a custard pie is the thing to select.

Her Cheerful Worm searched for a cup that they would worship. One might say this is a weird and wonderful idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Worm, who had decided it would be awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a cup being the chosen item.

Her Cheerful Worm needed a little monkey that they would often play with. This might appear to be a different proposal, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who felt that the idea was epic. Bizarrely, a little monkey was the item that was chosen.