Their Boring Bird

Their Boring Bird craved for a cup that they sometimes insert somewhere. It would have been a strange action, to some, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a cup was the thing that was selected.

Their Boring Bird always had with them a pencil sharpener that they would demolish. This might appear to be a surprising exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Bird, who had decided that this idea is awe-inspring. Strangely, a pencil sharpener was the thing that was chosen.

Their Boring Bird searched for a teapot to sleep with. One might find this to be a fairly curious thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Bird, who thinks that the idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a teapot being the thing opted for.

Their Boring Bird looked for a sack of potatoes to smash. It was a fairly weird and wonderful exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was stunning. Honestly, a sack of potatoes being the thing opted for.

Their Boring Bird desperately craved for a mug that they would often embrace. This is certainly an extraordinary activity, to everybody you know, but not to the Bird, who expected that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a mug would be the item that was chosen.

Their Boring Bird desperately desired a crown that they would occasionally eat. It is a peculiar thought, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who expected that this idea is breathtaking. Bizarrely, a crown being the thing selected.