My Troubled Robin
My Troubled Robin carried a custard pie to rub on his belly. One might say this is an original proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Robin, who feels that this idea was magnificent. Who would have imagined, a custard pie of all things.
My Troubled Robin always carried a cup that they liked to hug. This seems to be a surprising operation, to some, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is epic. A cup is the item that was chosen.
My Troubled Robin desperately looked for a melon that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This might appear to be a new idea, to you and me, but not to the Robin, who feels that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a melon is the thing to opt for.
My Troubled Robin often carried a stapler that they sometimes break. It was a fairly different thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Robin, who had decided that this idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a stapler is the thing to select.
My Troubled Robin desperately craved for a chocolate bar that they would often demolish. One might say this is an unusual operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Robin, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. A chocolate bar was the chosen thing.
My Troubled Robin always kept a painting of a melon that they sometimes try to balance on their head. It is considered to be a fairly extraordinary operation, to my dad, but not to the Robin, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is sublime. Honestly, a painting of a melon would be the thing that was selected.
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