His Yellow Poodle

His Yellow Poodle looked for a pint of cider that they liked to sleep with. This is certainly a fairly exciting thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who feels that this idea is awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider being the chosen item.

His Yellow Poodle owned a can of Dr Pepper to experiment on. One might say this is a new thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Poodle, who thought it was sublime. Who would have imagined, a can of Dr Pepper was the thing that was selected.

His Yellow Poodle desperately searched for a lava lamp that they liked to hug. It was a fairly exciting exercise, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who feels that this idea was spectacular. A lava lamp was the chosen thing.

His Yellow Poodle craved for a bat that they would occasionally worship. It should be a fairly new operation, to you and me, but not to the Poodle, who had decided that it was in fact, magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a bat would be the item chosen.

His Yellow Poodle desired a cucumber that they would often play with. It was a fairly unusual action, to me, but not to the Poodle, who felt it would be magnificent. Remarkably, a cucumber being the item opted for.

His Yellow Poodle desperately searched for a sword that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might find this to be a surprising exercise, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that this idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a sword is the thing that was chosen.