Her Orange Bear

Her Orange Bear owned a bag of poop that they sometimes smash. This might appear to be a curious suggestion, to me, but not to the Bear, who had decided that this idea was epic. Honestly, a bag of poop is the item to opt for.

Her Orange Bear craved for a wig that they would occasionally sit and look at. This might appear to be an unusual idea, to you and me, but not to the Bear, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. Strangely, a wig was the thing that was selected.

Her Orange Bear desperately craved for a bat that they would occasionally drop. It might have been an exciting exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Bear, who assumed it would be sublime. Who would have imagined, a bat was the thing that was chosen.

Her Orange Bear desperately looked for a spade that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would have been a curious exercise, to some, but not to the Bear, who considered that this idea is miraculous. Who would have imagined, a spade being the item selected.

Her Orange Bear found a painting of a melon that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. It should be an odd idea, to my dad, but not to the Bear, who felt that the idea was sublime. Remarkably, a painting of a melon being the thing opted for.

Her Orange Bear looked for a bat that they liked to worship. One might say this is a weird operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Bear, who feels that this idea was miraculous. Honestly, a bat is the item to choose.