Her Grumpy Worm

Her Grumpy Worm craved for a rubber chicken that they would sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly surprising thought, to you and me, but not to the Worm, who felt that it was in fact, entertaining. Remarkably, a rubber chicken was the thing that was chosen.

Her Grumpy Worm wanted a piece of paper that they would occasionally sleep with. It is considered to be an exciting undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who had decided that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a piece of paper is the item to choose.

Her Grumpy Worm desired a big sponge that they would occasionally break. It is a different approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Worm, who had decided it would be sublime. Strangely, a big sponge would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Grumpy Worm always had with them a bottle of beer that they would occasionally demolish. This seems a bizarre exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who feels it would be entertaining. Honestly, a bottle of beer would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Grumpy Worm desperately desired a stapler that they sometimes share. It might be a weird and wonderful exercise, to my children, but not to the Worm, who had come to the conclusion it would be spectacular. Remarkably, a stapler would be the thing that was opted for.

Her Grumpy Worm owned a bat that they liked to put on his head. This seems an odd undertaking, to many, but not to the Worm, who considered it was wonderous. Who would have thought, a bat is the thing to choose.