My Lovely Elf

My Lovely Elf craved for a hat that they liked to break. It should have been a new exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who assumed it would be spectacular. Honestly, a hat was the chosen item.

My Lovely Elf found a cup that they would occasionally demolish. It might have been an exciting undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who felt that this idea was simply life. Remarkably, a cup is the item to choose.

My Lovely Elf owned a magic 8 ball that they would put in the bath with him. This seems a surprising activity, to you and me, but not to the Elf, who had come to the conclusion it would be magnificent. Who would have thought, a magic 8 ball would be the item chosen.

My Lovely Elf always had with them a ball that they liked to embrace. This could be considered a fairly strange operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Elf, who thought that it was in fact, simply life. A ball was the item that was selected.

My Lovely Elf found a rubber chicken that they would often insert somewhere. It would have been a fairly odd undertaking, to my children, but not to the Elf, who felt that this idea is stunning. Honestly, a rubber chicken would be the item chosen.

My Lovely Elf desperately wanted a cucumber that they would occasionally share. It might have been a surprising thought, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who feels that it was in fact, wonderful. Who would have imagined, a cucumber would be the item that was opted for.