My Nervous Woodpecker

My Nervous Woodpecker desperately looked for a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally cuddle. It would be an unusual approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Woodpecker, who felt that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a can of Dr Pepper is the thing to choose.

My Nervous Woodpecker had a big sponge that they sometimes cuddle. It was a surprising operation, to my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was breathtaking. A big sponge would be the thing that was opted for.

My Nervous Woodpecker desired a crown that they would put down their trousers. This could be considered a fairly exciting approach to life, to you, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks it would be out of this world. Who would have imagined, a crown was the chosen thing.

My Nervous Woodpecker desperately desired a custard pie that they would sometimes put up their bum. It should be an unusual proposal, to some, but not to the Woodpecker, who assumed that it was in fact, entertaining. Who would have thought, a custard pie was the chosen item.

My Nervous Woodpecker found a crown to play with. This seems a fairly different activity, to my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was entertaining. Honestly, a crown is the item to choose.

My Nervous Woodpecker desperately craved for a cheese grater that they would often drop. It is considered to be a bizarre action, to my neighbour, but not to the Woodpecker, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. A cheese grater of all things.