His Round Martian

His Round Martian wanted a cucumber that they sometimes throw. One might consider this to be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Martian, who thinks that this idea was exciting. Strangely, a cucumber is the thing to select.

His Round Martian desperately needed a block of cheese that they would occasionally drop. It might be a somewhat surprising thing to do, to me, but not to the Martian, who thought that the idea was wonderful. Bizarrely, a block of cheese is the thing to opt for.

His Round Martian always had with them a sword that they sometimes experiment on. It was a fairly astonishing approach to life, to you, but not to the Martian, who assumed that the idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword would be the item that was chosen.

His Round Martian desperately desired a pint of beer that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This is certainly a weird and wonderful thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Martian, who considered it would be sublime. Who would have thought, a pint of beer is the thing to choose.

His Round Martian always carried a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally sit and look at. This is certainly a new suggestion, to my children, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is entertaining. Strangely, a pencil sharpener was the thing that was selected.

His Round Martian carried a big sponge that they would occasionally hug. This is certainly a fairly original undertaking, to my children, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea is wonderous. Who would have imagined, a big sponge of all things.