My Purple Woodpecker

My Purple Woodpecker looked for a pen that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It should have been a curious activity, to many, but not to the Woodpecker, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. Who would have thought, a pen was the item that was chosen.

My Purple Woodpecker always carried a melon that they would sometimes sit and look at. It might have been a fairly exciting action, to everybody you know, but not to the Woodpecker, who had decided that the idea was simply life. Remarkably, a melon of all things.

My Purple Woodpecker wanted a tomato that they sometimes demolish. One might find this to be a somewhat surprising undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who thought that this idea is simply life. Remarkably, a tomato having that done to it

My Purple Woodpecker searched for a bag of flour to put on his head. One might say this is a strange proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Woodpecker, who feels it would be wonderful. Remarkably, a bag of flour would be the thing that was opted for.

My Purple Woodpecker desperately desired a bag of flour that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might consider this to be a fairly surprising exercise, to many, but not to the Woodpecker, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a bag of flour is the item that was chosen.

My Purple Woodpecker had a computer that they sometimes eat. It should be an extraordinary thought, to my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who feels that this idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a computer being the thing opted for.