His Nervous Worm

His Nervous Worm desperately desired a crown that they liked to insert somewhere. One might say this is a new thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Worm, who thought that it was in fact, amazing. Who would have imagined, a crown is the item to choose.

His Nervous Worm desperately needed a custard pie to drop. It should have been a fairly different approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Worm, who feels that it was in fact, breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a custard pie is the item to choose.

His Nervous Worm desired a block of cheese that they would occasionally embrace. It would be a fairly funny action, to my dad, but not to the Worm, who had decided that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a block of cheese was the item that was selected.

His Nervous Worm often carried a custard pie that they would occasionally worship. This seems an unusual thought, to my grandma, but not to the Worm, who expected that the idea was simply life. Remarkably, a custard pie of all things.

His Nervous Worm always kept a ball that they would sleep with. This could be considered a fairly new proposal, to you, but not to the Worm, who assumed that this idea is simply life. Who would have thought, a ball was the thing that was opted for.

His Nervous Worm wanted a sack of potatoes that they would often eat. One might say this is a fairly unusual undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Worm, who considered that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes would be the thing that was opted for.