My Funny Bird

My Funny Bird desperately searched for a rubber chicken that they would often try to nail to the wall. It was an unusual proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was epic. Honestly, a rubber chicken is the thing to opt for.

My Funny Bird desperately needed a wig that they would sometimes eat. It is considered to be an odd activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Bird, who thinks it would be sublime. Bizarrely, a wig is the thing that was chosen.

My Funny Bird always had with them a helmet that they sometimes hug. One might find this to be a fairly surprising proposal, to my mum, but not to the Bird, who assumed it would be epic. Honestly, a helmet would be the item that was selected.

My Funny Bird always had with them a block of cheese that they liked to sit and look at. It might be a fairly strange exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Bird, who thinks that it was in fact, miraculous. Honestly, a block of cheese having that done to it

My Funny Bird desired a crown that they would sometimes sit and look at. It is considered to be an exciting undertaking, to my children, but not to the Bird, who had decided that this idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a crown was the thing that was chosen.

My Funny Bird wanted a crown that they would hug. It might be a weird operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Bird, who thought that this idea is epic. A crown was the chosen item.