My Blue Bird

My Blue Bird desperately desired a magic 8 ball that they would cuddle. It would have been a fairly different idea, to my mum, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a magic 8 ball being the thing opted for.

My Blue Bird desperately wanted a bottle of beer that they would sometimes put on his head. This seems a fairly weird undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Bird, who thinks it would be miraculous. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer was the thing that was chosen.

My Blue Bird looked for a wig that they would sometimes worship. One might find this to be a fairly peculiar suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a wig is the item to choose.

My Blue Bird craved for a CD player that they would occasionally eat. It is a fairly weird and wonderful thing to do, to you, but not to the Bird, who feels that the idea was awesome. Remarkably, a CD player was the chosen item.

My Blue Bird always had with them a wig that they would often rub on his belly. It should have been a fairly original proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Bird, who thinks that the idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a wig is the thing that was chosen.

My Blue Bird owned a spade to throw. One might say this is a fairly odd undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Bird, who considered it was fun. Strangely, a spade is the item to choose.