The Depressed Monster

The Depressed Monster found a little monkey that they would often sleep with. It might be an astonishing approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who feels that this idea is miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey is the item to select.

The Depressed Monster desperately desired a sponge that they would occasionally drop. It might have been a fairly original thing to do, to many, but not to the Monster, who expected that it was in fact, epic. Who would have thought, a sponge being the chosen thing.

The Depressed Monster desperately desired a sword to eat. It is a curious thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Monster, who expected that the idea was out of this world. A sword was the chosen item.

The Depressed Monster desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would often embrace. It might have been a funny action, to me and my wife, but not to the Monster, who expected that this idea is miraculous. Honestly, a bag of poop is the item to select.

The Depressed Monster often carried a wig to hug. This might appear to be a fairly peculiar thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who thinks that this idea was stunning. A wig being the item opted for.

The Depressed Monster always kept a block of cheese that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It might have been a curious suggestion, to my children, but not to the Monster, who felt that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a block of cheese being the chosen item.