The Cheerful Artist

The Cheerful Artist desperately craved for a rubber chicken that they would often insert somewhere. It was considered to be a fairly bizarre approach to life, to some, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea is the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken would be the item that was opted for.

The Cheerful Artist looked for a CD player that they liked to put on his head. It might be a peculiar thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who had decided it was magnificent. Bizarrely, a CD player would be the item that was selected.

The Cheerful Artist craved for a painting of a melon to experiment on. It was considered to be a strange operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was awe-inspring. Strangely, a painting of a melon would be the thing that was selected.

The Cheerful Artist searched for a rubber chicken that they would sometimes sit and look at. It is considered to be an exciting action, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who assumed that the idea was exciting. Remarkably, a rubber chicken would be the chosen thing.

The Cheerful Artist desperately needed a helmet to put on his head. This might appear to be an odd exercise, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. A helmet is the thing to choose.

The Cheerful Artist desperately wanted a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It might be a new activity, to you, but not to the Artist, who feels that it was in fact, exciting. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener was the item that was chosen.