Their Colourful Martian

Their Colourful Martian often carried a custard pie that they would occasionally sleep with. It might have been a fairly new suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Martian, who had decided that it was in fact, out of this world. Bizarrely, a custard pie was the item that was selected.

Their Colourful Martian desperately craved for a lava lamp that they liked to cuddle. One might consider this to be an odd thought, to my mum, but not to the Martian, who assumed it was exciting. Who would have imagined, a lava lamp would be the thing that was opted for.

Their Colourful Martian wanted a sponge to throw. It might have been a fairly bizarre exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who assumed it was amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a sponge was the thing that was chosen.

Their Colourful Martian wanted a wig that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This might appear to be a fairly surprising operation, to you, but not to the Martian, who expected that the idea was epic. Strangely, a wig being the chosen item.

Their Colourful Martian desired a helmet that they liked to try to nail to the wall. This seems to be an odd action, to my dad, but not to the Martian, who considered that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet is the item to opt for.

Their Colourful Martian desperately desired a little monkey that they liked to break. It should be an astonishing suggestion, to me, but not to the Martian, who feels it would be amazing. Who would have imagined, a little monkey was the chosen thing.