My Yellow Giraffe

My Yellow Giraffe desperately looked for a custard pie that they would often rub on his belly. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful exercise, to most, but not to the Giraffe, who felt it was fun. Remarkably, a custard pie being the item opted for.

My Yellow Giraffe searched for a bat that they would sometimes demolish. It was a funny thought, to many, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that it was in fact, sublime. Who would have thought, a bat is the item to select.

My Yellow Giraffe desperately craved for a cucumber that they liked to put in the bath with him. This seems a new exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Giraffe, who considered that this idea is exciting. Remarkably, a cucumber was the thing that was chosen.

My Yellow Giraffe desperately looked for a can of Tango that they would often demolish. It is considered to be a strange idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Tango was the thing that was chosen.

My Yellow Giraffe always carried a crown to sleep with. It would be an astonishing approach to life, to me, but not to the Giraffe, who expected that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a crown would be the thing that was chosen.

My Yellow Giraffe desperately desired a tomato that they would often hug. This could be considered a fairly original action, to you and me, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that this idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a tomato would be the item that was opted for.