The Weary Ogre

The Weary Ogre desperately searched for a computer to demolish. This could be considered a fairly exciting thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. Remarkably, a computer was the thing that was opted for.

The Weary Ogre desperately looked for a sponge that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems a peculiar approach to life, to you, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that it was in fact, exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a sponge is the item to opt for.

The Weary Ogre desperately desired a teapot to try to balance on their head. It should be a fairly curious exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Ogre, who considered that this idea was entertaining. Who would have imagined, a teapot is the item to opt for.

The Weary Ogre desperately craved for a bag of flour that they liked to hug. One might consider this to be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to many, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of flour is the item that was chosen.

The Weary Ogre desperately craved for a can of Tango that they would often put on his head. It was considered to be a weird thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion it was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Tango would be the thing that was opted for.

The Weary Ogre desperately wanted a hat that they would sometimes cuddle. One might find this to be a fairly funny proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Ogre, who expected it would be fun. Honestly, a hat would be the item that was opted for.