A Orange King

A Orange King desperately searched for a toilet brush that they would sometimes break. It was a fairly unusual thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the King, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a toilet brush was the chosen thing.

A Orange King desperately needed a teapot that they would occasionally worship. It was considered to be a fairly unusual exercise, to you, but not to the King, who thinks it was out of this world. Remarkably, a teapot was the chosen item.

A Orange King owned a pen that they would often insert somewhere. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful action, to my mum, but not to the King, who had decided that the idea was spectacular. Strangely, a pen being the thing selected.

A Orange King looked for a cup that they would often put down their trousers. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the King, who assumed that the idea was fun. Honestly, a cup would be the chosen thing.

A Orange King needed a bottle of coke that they would sometimes sleep with. It should have been an astonishing approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the King, who assumed it was breathtaking. Strangely, a bottle of coke was the chosen item.

A Orange King wanted a tomato that they would occasionally embrace. This might appear to be a funny undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the King, who considered that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a tomato was the thing that was opted for.