The Green Monster

The Green Monster desired a pencil sharpener that they would share. It might be a different activity, to me, but not to the Monster, who expected that it was in fact, miraculous. A pencil sharpener of all things.

The Green Monster desperately looked for a cucumber that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It should have been a surprising approach to life, to me, but not to the Monster, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. Strangely, a cucumber being the chosen thing.

The Green Monster desperately wanted a block of cheese that they would try to balance on their head. It would have been a fairly peculiar idea, to me, but not to the Monster, who thought that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a block of cheese was the thing that was selected.

The Green Monster always carried a can of Tango that they would often hug. One might consider this to be a fairly curious proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, wonderous. Strangely, a can of Tango would be the item that was chosen.

The Green Monster always kept a lava lamp that they would often put down their trousers. It should be an original undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who had decided that this idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a lava lamp being the item selected.

The Green Monster craved for a custard pie that they would often put up their bum. It was considered to be a fairly surprising exercise, to some, but not to the Monster, who thinks that the idea was stunning. A custard pie is the item that was chosen.