My Gentle Antelope

My Gentle Antelope wanted a helmet to smash. This is certainly a strange approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Antelope, who considered that the idea was sublime. Who would have imagined, a helmet is the thing to select.

My Gentle Antelope carried a helmet that they would hug. One might say this is a fairly strange thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Antelope, who feels that this idea was wonderous. Who would have thought, a helmet is the item to opt for.

My Gentle Antelope desperately looked for a magic 8 ball that they would rub on his belly. It would be a funny activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Antelope, who felt it would be awe-inspring. A magic 8 ball is the thing to choose.

My Gentle Antelope desperately needed a spade that they would often break. It would be a somewhat surprising exercise, to most, but not to the Antelope, who had decided that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a spade is the item that was chosen.

My Gentle Antelope always kept a pint of cider that they liked to experiment on. It might have been an extraordinary approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Antelope, who thought it was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider of all things.

My Gentle Antelope desperately needed a painting of a melon that they sometimes embrace. This seems to be a fairly astonishing suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Antelope, who felt it was simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a painting of a melon being the thing opted for.