My Lovely Ogre

My Lovely Ogre desperately searched for a pencil sharpener that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was a somewhat surprising proposal, to my mum, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that it was in fact, wonderful. Strangely, a pencil sharpener would be the chosen thing.

My Lovely Ogre craved for a crown that they sometimes sit and look at. This might appear to be an unusual action, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a crown was the item that was chosen.

My Lovely Ogre needed a crown that they liked to share. It might be a fairly unusual action, to some, but not to the Ogre, who felt it would be fun. Who would have thought, a crown would be the thing that was chosen.

My Lovely Ogre wanted a can of Tango that they sometimes insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a different suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who thought that this idea was wonderful. Who would have thought, a can of Tango would be the thing that was chosen.

My Lovely Ogre carried a cup that they would occasionally sleep with. This seems a strange activity, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that this idea is miraculous. Bizarrely, a cup is the thing to choose.

My Lovely Ogre desired a cucumber that they would often play with. It would be an extraordinary thought, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who felt that this idea is awe-inspring. Strangely, a cucumber is the thing to choose.