My Big Snake

My Big Snake craved for a can of coke to hug. It was considered to be a peculiar thought, to my children, but not to the Snake, who thought that the idea was stunning. Who would have thought, a can of coke would be the item that was selected.

My Big Snake owned a set square that they would occasionally play with. This seems an astonishing operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Snake, who assumed it was magnificent. Strangely, a set square being the item selected.

My Big Snake always carried a little monkey that they would sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly extraordinary exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Snake, who expected it would be sublime. Bizarrely, a little monkey would be the thing that was selected.

My Big Snake found a stapler that they sometimes sleep with. It was considered to be a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to my children, but not to the Snake, who considered that the idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a stapler was the item that was selected.

My Big Snake desperately desired a piece of paper to share. It would be a fairly strange action, to everybody you know, but not to the Snake, who considered it would be magnificent. Bizarrely, a piece of paper being the item selected.

My Big Snake desperately desired a spade that they would hug. It would be a peculiar thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Snake, who considered it would be exciting. Honestly, a spade is the thing to choose.