The Nervous Viper

The Nervous Viper desperately desired a bottle of coke that they liked to rub on his belly. It might have been a fairly odd operation, to me and my children, but not to the Viper, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of coke was the thing that was selected.

The Nervous Viper always had with them a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. One might find this to be a fairly surprising suggestion, to most, but not to the Viper, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. A sack of potatoes of all things.

The Nervous Viper owned a pencil sharpener that they liked to experiment on. It should be a fairly curious operation, to my mum, but not to the Viper, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the item to opt for.

The Nervous Viper desperately desired a sword that they would sometimes worship. It should be a curious proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Viper, who expected it was amazing. A sword was the chosen thing.

The Nervous Viper desperately searched for a ball that they would occasionally hug. It was considered to be a peculiar idea, to my mum, but not to the Viper, who feels that this idea was entertaining. Honestly, a ball was the thing that was opted for.

The Nervous Viper always kept a pint of beer that they would often worship. It should be a curious approach to life, to my children, but not to the Viper, who had come to the conclusion it would be stunning. Who would have thought, a pint of beer was the thing that was chosen.