My Jolly Pigeon

My Jolly Pigeon looked for a pen to worship. This seems to be a weird thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion it would be breathtaking. A pen being the thing selected.

My Jolly Pigeon looked for a stretchman that they would occasionally experiment on. One might find this to be a fairly funny suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who thinks that the idea was sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a stretchman was the item that was chosen.

My Jolly Pigeon often carried a pen to share. It would be a fairly curious idea, to me and my children, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a pen is the thing that was chosen.

My Jolly Pigeon desperately wanted a bat that they liked to sit and look at. It should have been a curious thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a bat would be the item that was opted for.

My Jolly Pigeon desired a crown that they would often worship. It might have been an unusual thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a crown was the item that was opted for.

My Jolly Pigeon always had with them a can of Tango that they would often put up their bum. It was a fairly bizarre thought, to many, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was epic. Who would have thought, a can of Tango being the thing selected.