Her Red Bird

Her Red Bird often carried a cucumber that they would often hug. It would be a fairly original idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Bird, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was exciting. Bizarrely, a cucumber was the thing that was selected.

Her Red Bird craved for a computer that they liked to experiment on. It might be a different proposal, to most, but not to the Bird, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. A computer was the item that was opted for.

Her Red Bird desired a mug that they would occasionally embrace. It would be an original operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Bird, who considered that this idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a mug was the chosen item.

Her Red Bird needed a computer that they sometimes worship. It was considered to be a fairly unusual approach to life, to me, but not to the Bird, who expected that this idea is spectacular. Remarkably, a computer was the thing that was selected.

Her Red Bird desperately searched for a helmet that they would try to balance on their head. This could be considered a fairly astonishing thought, to some, but not to the Bird, who had decided that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet is the item that was chosen.

Her Red Bird carried a bag of flour that they sometimes sit and look at. This could be considered a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Bird, who considered that this idea is the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a bag of flour having that done to it