A Lucky Monkey

A Lucky Monkey looked for a pen that they would sometimes experiment on. This could be considered a strange exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Monkey, who feels it was sublime. Remarkably, a pen is the thing to choose.

A Lucky Monkey always carried a can of Tango that they sometimes sit and look at. It is a fairly weird proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Monkey, who thinks that the idea was exciting. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Tango is the thing to select.

A Lucky Monkey desperately searched for a lava lamp that they would often put on his head. It would be a fairly weird and wonderful thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that the idea was amazing. Strangely, a lava lamp would be the thing that was chosen.

A Lucky Monkey desperately wanted a sack of potatoes that they would often break. It might be a new proposal, to you and me, but not to the Monkey, who had decided that this idea is epic. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes is the thing that was chosen.

A Lucky Monkey desperately craved for a sack of potatoes that they would often embrace. It was a peculiar operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. Strangely, a sack of potatoes of all things.

A Lucky Monkey always had with them a bag of flour to hug. This seems to be a fairly unusual approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Monkey, who considered that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour being the chosen item.