My Retarded Newt

My Retarded Newt desperately desired a melon that they would occasionally put up their bum. It would be an odd approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Newt, who felt that this idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a melon being the chosen item.

My Retarded Newt desperately searched for a mug that they sometimes put up their bum. It might be a new idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Newt, who assumed it would be wonderful. Who would have imagined, a mug would be the thing that was selected.

My Retarded Newt found a wig that they sometimes hug. It is a fairly original activity, to me and my children, but not to the Newt, who expected it would be simply life. Remarkably, a wig would be the thing that was chosen.

My Retarded Newt desperately desired a sponge that they sometimes insert somewhere. It was considered to be a fairly surprising approach to life, to you, but not to the Newt, who thought that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have thought, a sponge was the chosen item.

My Retarded Newt always had with them a crown that they would often try to balance on their head. This might appear to be a fairly surprising approach to life, to you, but not to the Newt, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is breathtaking. Strangely, a crown was the item that was selected.

My Retarded Newt had a ball that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. This could be considered an original approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Newt, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have imagined, a ball is the thing to choose.