Her Tired Martian

Her Tired Martian always had with them a rubber johnny that they would sometimes cuddle. This seems to be a weird and wonderful activity, to me, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea is stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a rubber johnny was the chosen item.

Her Tired Martian had a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes break. It might have been a weird and wonderful approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Martian, who had decided that this idea was sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a pencil sharpener is the item to choose.

Her Tired Martian found a wig that they would play with. This could be considered a surprising undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Martian, who felt it would be awe-inspring. Strangely, a wig is the thing to opt for.

Her Tired Martian desperately desired a pint of cider that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It should be an odd thought, to some, but not to the Martian, who felt that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider is the item that was chosen.

Her Tired Martian had a pint of cider that they liked to put on his head. It is a fairly new approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Martian, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, wonderous. Bizarrely, a pint of cider is the item to select.

Her Tired Martian wanted a bat that they would eat. It would be a fairly peculiar idea, to my neighbour, but not to the Martian, who thought it would be spectacular. Honestly, a bat would be the chosen thing.