Sissy-fits pushed his rock
around the hallways.
He pushed his rock around his home
Sissy-fits pushed and pushed and pushed his rock.
His rock never felt at home. His rock always needed to be moved.
It was a high maintenance rock.
Sissy-fits decorated his rock every day.
Sometimes Sissy-fits' rock was beautiful, decorated in rich colors.
Other days his rock only wore a black hoodie with the drawstrings pulled tight as can be.
Sissy-fits worked so hard to push his rock and it made him happy.