My Special Elephant

My Special Elephant needed a big sponge that they liked to smash. This could be considered a fairly curious approach to life, to some, but not to the Elephant, who expected that this idea is entertaining. Honestly, a big sponge would be the thing that was chosen.

My Special Elephant desperately desired a condom that they would drop. It was a different action, to my dad, but not to the Elephant, who thinks that the idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a condom was the chosen item.

My Special Elephant searched for a little monkey to try to nail to the wall. It would have been an exciting action, to me and my parents, but not to the Elephant, who thought it was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a little monkey was the thing that was opted for.

My Special Elephant owned a sponge that they liked to sleep with. It might have been a fairly astonishing operation, to my dad, but not to the Elephant, who felt it was out of this world. Bizarrely, a sponge would be the thing that was selected.

My Special Elephant often carried a pencil sharpener to put on his head. This could be considered an odd proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Elephant, who considered it was miraculous. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener was the chosen thing.

My Special Elephant always kept a wig to insert somewhere. It was a fairly astonishing approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Elephant, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. A wig would be the thing that was chosen.