My Blue Woodpecker

My Blue Woodpecker often carried a painting of a melon to put in the bath with him. It might have been a somewhat surprising idea, to my grandma, but not to the Woodpecker, who assumed that the idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a painting of a melon is the thing to opt for.

My Blue Woodpecker wanted a ball that they would throw. It was a fairly curious approach to life, to my children, but not to the Woodpecker, who thought that the idea was wonderful. Honestly, a ball being the item opted for.

My Blue Woodpecker wanted a hat that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It should have been a fairly new exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Woodpecker, who thought it was epic. Strangely, a hat is the item to select.

My Blue Woodpecker looked for a spade that they would occasionally sleep with. One might say this is an odd exercise, to some, but not to the Woodpecker, who thought it was out of this world. Bizarrely, a spade is the thing to select.

My Blue Woodpecker desired a stapler that they liked to sit and look at. It would be a weird and wonderful suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who considered it was sublime. A stapler was the chosen thing.

My Blue Woodpecker looked for a wig that they sometimes annihilate One might find this to be a fairly peculiar thought, to my dad, but not to the Woodpecker, who had decided it was sublime. Strangely, a wig being the thing opted for.