The mimic spends some time chewing the the ears. It's weird like that. It then spits out a piece of paper with the entire fiddeler on the roof script.

I feed it a turned on vacuum

The mimic does some spring cleaning after spitting out the vacuum. 

I feed it the sword in the stone.

The mimic doesn't seem to like the pointy thing in his nice tasty rock and pulls it out with his teeth. He becomes the king of England.

I feed the mimic a record featuring Also Sprach Zarathustra (theme from A Space Odyssey).

the mimic asks for a record player to play it.

I feed it a record player

The mimic plays Also Sprach Zarathustra.

If feed it Richard Strauss.

Ambient Violin Music fills the room for the next 48 posts.
I feed the mimic sheet music for the Westminster Quarters.

It spits out some boppin jams.

i feed it astronomia.

The mimic can’t eat a song, but it does play it, drowning out the violin music. It decides its favorite music is EDM

As of that, I feed the mimic the Different World album by Alan Walker

It spits out a planar portal, thinking there is a connection.

i feed it a fire elemental

The mimic spits out a miniature cast iron stove set with cast iron pots, pans, and cooking utensils; there is a magical flame inside that will never burn out, and cannot be dispelled. The stove set can be used to cook small sized meals. The fire in the stove is a small sentient fire elemental, can speak telepathically, and is lawful neutral. cooked food functions as a good berry if the fire elemental regards you as friends or friendly.

I feed the mimic a bunch of gundam kits, macross kits, and some og transformer toys.

The mimic goes ummmmm

I feed it my dad's sunglasses.

The mimic spits out the sunglasses

I feed it the sun ☀️

The mimic and everything in our solar system explodes in a pile of mimic.

THE END

The mimic spits out another universe for us to inhabit. 
I feed it a toe

It spits out a finger, as fingers are just arm toes.

I feed the mimic weird al.

The mimic begins singing Weird Al songs. 

I feed the mimic a random junk I bought from ebay (reference to Weird Al's song Ebay)

The mimic eats the junk, spitting out: A used pink bathrobe, a rare mint snowglobe, and a Smurf TV tray

I feed the mimic word crimes

The mimic is hooked on wierd al 

I feed it horoscope for today

It spits out some of the horoscopes, so I pray your not a Libra.

i feed it’s addiction, giving all glorious 11 mins of Albuquerque.

it spits out a baseball cap. 

I feed the mimic a slingshot.