The Blue Monkey

The Blue Monkey looked for a piece of paper that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This could be considered a fairly exciting thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Monkey, who considered that the idea was magnificent. Honestly, a piece of paper was the item that was opted for.

The Blue Monkey owned a stretchman that they would often hug. This might appear to be a fairly peculiar undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Monkey, who expected that this idea was breathtaking. Strangely, a stretchman would be the item that was opted for.

The Blue Monkey desperately wanted a little monkey that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It was an unusual suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that the idea was fun. Honestly, a little monkey having that done to it

The Blue Monkey desperately wanted a Harry Potter wand that they would sometimes throw. This seems an unusual suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Monkey, who thinks that this idea is exciting. A Harry Potter wand would be the thing that was chosen.

The Blue Monkey looked for a pint of beer that they would occasionally play with. This seems a funny idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that this idea was out of this world. A pint of beer was the chosen thing.

The Blue Monkey desperately needed a hat that they would often throw. It might have been a fairly funny operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Monkey, who assumed that the idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a hat having that done to it