My Lucky Robin

My Lucky Robin always kept a pint of cider that they would sometimes put up their bum. It might have been an astonishing operation, to you, but not to the Robin, who thought that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a pint of cider would be the item chosen.

My Lucky Robin desperately needed a mug that they would often try to balance on their head. It should have been a fairly exciting undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Robin, who expected that the idea was breathtaking. Honestly, a mug would be the thing that was chosen.

My Lucky Robin always had with them a computer that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It would be a fairly exciting thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Robin, who feels that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a computer was the chosen thing.

My Lucky Robin always had with them a piece of paper that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be a fairly funny activity, to you and me, but not to the Robin, who feels that the idea was sublime. Remarkably, a piece of paper being the thing opted for.

My Lucky Robin looked for a condom that they would occasionally annihilate It is considered to be a fairly curious idea, to most, but not to the Robin, who felt that this idea is simply life. Remarkably, a condom would be the thing that was chosen.

My Lucky Robin wanted a pen that they liked to put on his head. This is certainly a fairly original action, to me and my husband, but not to the Robin, who thinks it was miraculous. Strangely, a pen was the thing that was opted for.