My Chinese Artist

My Chinese Artist needed a custard pie that they liked to insert somewhere. This could be considered a fairly exciting thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who assumed that the idea was breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a custard pie is the item to opt for.

My Chinese Artist owned a big sponge that they sometimes demolish. It might have been a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to my grandpa, but not to the Artist, who thought that this idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a big sponge being the item selected.

My Chinese Artist owned a bottle of wine that they would eat. It would be an unusual thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who had decided it would be simply life. Who would have thought, a bottle of wine was the thing that was selected.

My Chinese Artist wanted a can of Dr Pepper to put up their bum. This seems a somewhat surprising operation, to some, but not to the Artist, who considered that the idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper is the item to opt for.

My Chinese Artist often carried a hat to eat. This could be considered a funny exercise, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is stunning. Who would have imagined, a hat would be the thing that was selected.

My Chinese Artist desperately craved for a crown that they liked to experiment on. It would have been a fairly unusual activity, to some, but not to the Artist, who felt it was simply life. Remarkably, a crown is the thing to select.