The Yellow Elf

The Yellow Elf desperately craved for a cheese grater to break. It was considered to be a strange proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who thinks that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a cheese grater would be the item chosen.

The Yellow Elf desperately looked for a can of Tango that they would sometimes demolish. It should be a fairly astonishing action, to my grandma, but not to the Elf, who had decided that this idea is epic. Bizarrely, a can of Tango was the thing that was opted for.

The Yellow Elf desperately wanted a can of Tango that they would sleep with. It should have been a different approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Elf, who felt that this idea is spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Tango having that done to it

The Yellow Elf desperately needed a custard pie that they would try to nail to the wall. One might consider this to be a surprising proposal, to me and my wife, but not to the Elf, who considered that this idea is simply life. Who would have thought, a custard pie would be the item that was opted for.

The Yellow Elf carried a mug that they would occasionally put on his head. It might be a fairly exciting proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who thinks that the idea was out of this world. A mug would be the chosen thing.

The Yellow Elf desired a stapler that they would sometimes demolish. It is considered to be a fairly surprising thought, to me and my children, but not to the Elf, who thought that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a stapler was the chosen thing.