My Different Artist

My Different Artist desperately looked for a painting of a melon that they would play with. One might find this to be a fairly surprising undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who assumed it would be awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon was the chosen thing.

My Different Artist always had with them a chocolate bar to cuddle. It might have been a fairly odd action, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who expected that it was in fact, magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a chocolate bar is the thing to select.

My Different Artist desperately searched for a CD player that they would worship. It should be a fairly peculiar idea, to you, but not to the Artist, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a CD player was the thing that was opted for.

My Different Artist always kept a rubber johnny that they would play with. It was a new proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who thinks it would be awesome. Who would have thought, a rubber johnny was the item that was opted for.

My Different Artist often carried a CD player to throw. It was considered to be an original suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a CD player would be the chosen thing.

My Different Artist desperately needed a pen that they would insert somewhere. It should be a somewhat surprising thought, to you, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is out of this world. Bizarrely, a pen of all things.