My Gentle Giraffe

My Gentle Giraffe searched for a stapler that they would occasionally demolish. This is certainly a different approach to life, to some, but not to the Giraffe, who had decided that it was in fact, epic. Strangely, a stapler being the chosen item.

My Gentle Giraffe desired a sponge that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It might have been a fairly exciting thought, to me, but not to the Giraffe, who assumed that the idea was sublime. Honestly, a sponge is the item to choose.

My Gentle Giraffe found a sponge that they would occasionally rub on his belly. It should be a fairly peculiar operation, to most, but not to the Giraffe, who had decided that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a sponge of all things.

My Gentle Giraffe desperately wanted a painting of a melon that they would often put on his head. This could be considered a different proposal, to my mum, but not to the Giraffe, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is breathtaking. Who would have imagined, a painting of a melon of all things.

My Gentle Giraffe always had with them a sack of potatoes that they would sometimes sit and look at. It should have been a funny exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Giraffe, who considered that this idea is epic. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes would be the thing that was selected.

My Gentle Giraffe carried a computer that they would put on his head. It should be a fairly curious thought, to you and me, but not to the Giraffe, who expected that this idea is amazing. A computer was the chosen thing.