The Square Artist

The Square Artist searched for a bat that they would occasionally sleep with. This might appear to be a peculiar exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who considered it would be entertaining. Who would have thought, a bat would be the item that was chosen.

The Square Artist desperately desired a sword that they liked to put on his head. It should have been a weird undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword is the thing to select.

The Square Artist desperately looked for a sword that they would sometimes insert somewhere. This could be considered a peculiar operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a sword being the thing selected.

The Square Artist craved for a sponge that they would occasionally smash. It should have been a peculiar thought, to my children, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a sponge is the item to choose.

The Square Artist always carried a set square that they would throw. It would have been a somewhat surprising thought, to some, but not to the Artist, who feels it would be simply life. Honestly, a set square being the chosen thing.

The Square Artist desperately wanted a stretchman that they liked to put down their trousers. It is considered to be a fairly odd undertaking, to you, but not to the Artist, who had decided it was wonderous. Remarkably, a stretchman being the thing opted for.