Their Colourful Worm wanted a melon to embrace. It would have been a fairly astonishing idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Worm, who had decided that this idea was breathtaking. Bizarrely, a melon of all things.

Their Colourful Worm wanted a painting of a melon that they liked to hug. It should be a fairly extraordinary operation, to me and my children, but not to the Worm, who thought it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a painting of a melon would be the item that was chosen.

Their Colourful Worm desperately wanted a stapler that they would occasionally sit and look at. It might have been a weird and wonderful exercise, to my dad, but not to the Worm, who feels that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a stapler being the thing selected.

Their Colourful Worm desperately looked for a bottle of coke that they sometimes rub on his belly. It should be a fairly different proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Worm, who feels that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a bottle of coke was the chosen thing.

Their Colourful Worm always carried a bottle of coke that they liked to annihilate It should have been a funny undertaking, to you, but not to the Worm, who had decided that it was in fact, magnificent. Bizarrely, a bottle of coke was the thing that was opted for.

Their Colourful Worm had a stretchman that they would often hug. This could be considered a different undertaking, to my children, but not to the Worm, who expected that it was in fact, exciting. Bizarrely, a stretchman would be the thing that was chosen.

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