The Tired Viper

The Tired Viper desperately desired a wig that they liked to drop. It should have been a fairly astonishing operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Viper, who considered that this idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a wig being the chosen item.

The Tired Viper craved for a sword to annihilate It should be a fairly different operation, to my dad, but not to the Viper, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a sword is the item to select.

The Tired Viper always kept a sponge that they would often hug. It should be a fairly weird operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Viper, who had decided it was simply life. Bizarrely, a sponge being the chosen thing.

The Tired Viper wanted a vibrator to worship. It would be a fairly different undertaking, to most, but not to the Viper, who thinks that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a vibrator was the chosen item.

The Tired Viper wanted a wig that they would embrace. This is certainly an extraordinary activity, to my dad, but not to the Viper, who thinks it would be wonderous. Who would have imagined, a wig would be the item chosen.

The Tired Viper desperately wanted a set of lego that they would eat. It might have been a different idea, to some, but not to the Viper, who assumed that this idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have imagined, a set of lego being the thing selected.