My Big King

My Big King desperately craved for a crown that they would occasionally share. It was considered to be a fairly funny activity, to me and my wife, but not to the King, who thought it was epic. Bizarrely, a crown is the thing to opt for.

My Big King needed a chocolate bar that they sometimes embrace. It would have been a fairly new suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the King, who had decided it was exciting. Who would have imagined, a chocolate bar would be the item that was chosen.

My Big King desperately craved for a bottle of coke that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This could be considered a curious thought, to my children, but not to the King, who assumed that it was in fact, magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of coke is the thing to opt for.

My Big King often carried a mug that they would sometimes sleep with. It would have been a fairly different activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the King, who assumed that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a mug would be the thing that was opted for.

My Big King desperately wanted a crown that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This could be considered a fairly different undertaking, to my mum, but not to the King, who thinks that the idea was exciting. A crown is the thing to opt for.

My Big King always carried a bottle of coke that they would annihilate This seems a new thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the King, who thinks it would be sublime. Who would have imagined, a bottle of coke was the thing that was selected.