My Boring Bird

My Boring Bird often carried a bat that they liked to smash. One might find this to be a fairly new action, to my mum, but not to the Bird, who assumed that the idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a bat was the item that was selected.

My Boring Bird always had with them a bat that they would occasionally sit and look at. This could be considered a strange thing to do, to most, but not to the Bird, who feels that it was in fact, out of this world. Remarkably, a bat was the chosen thing.

My Boring Bird desired a set of lego that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should be a weird approach to life, to my children, but not to the Bird, who assumed it was fun. Who would have thought, a set of lego being the chosen thing.

My Boring Bird desperately desired a computer that they liked to rub on his belly. It might be an odd exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Bird, who thought it would be wonderous. Strangely, a computer of all things.

My Boring Bird desperately needed a radiator that they sometimes hug. It is a bizarre approach to life, to some, but not to the Bird, who considered that the idea was awesome. Remarkably, a radiator was the chosen item.

My Boring Bird had a computer that they would rub on his belly. It should have been a fairly astonishing activity, to some, but not to the Bird, who thought it was simply life. Strangely, a computer would be the item that was chosen.