His Lovely Artist

His Lovely Artist carried a sword that they liked to throw. This seems a fairly odd suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a sword is the thing to choose.

His Lovely Artist craved for a pencil sharpener that they sometimes smash. One might consider this to be a fairly new activity, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who thought that it was in fact, exciting. Honestly, a pencil sharpener would be the item that was opted for.

His Lovely Artist owned a melon that they liked to put on his head. It would have been a fairly curious exercise, to my dad, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a melon is the thing to choose.

His Lovely Artist had a bottle of beer that they liked to worship. It should be an extraordinary action, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who assumed that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of beer is the thing to select.

His Lovely Artist desperately needed a lava lamp that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. It is a strange thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who thought that it was in fact, fun. Remarkably, a lava lamp was the thing that was opted for.

His Lovely Artist always had with them a bag of poop that they would often put up their bum. It might be a fairly strange approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Artist, who felt that this idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop is the thing to opt for.