Their Lonely Ogre

Their Lonely Ogre desperately desired a pen to put up their bum. It might have been a fairly different exercise, to me, but not to the Ogre, who feels it would be spectacular. A pen is the thing to select.

Their Lonely Ogre looked for a teapot that they would try to balance on their head. It was an astonishing undertaking, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea is wonderful. Remarkably, a teapot of all things.

Their Lonely Ogre always had with them a Harry Potter wand that they would occasionally play with. It might have been a fairly odd activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a Harry Potter wand is the thing that was chosen.

Their Lonely Ogre searched for a pencil sharpener that they would sometimes throw. This could be considered a fairly different operation, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that it was in fact, amazing. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener being the chosen item.

Their Lonely Ogre desperately craved for a piece of paper that they would occasionally sleep with. One might consider this to be a surprising undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who feels that this idea was fun. Remarkably, a piece of paper being the item selected.

Their Lonely Ogre desperately needed a sponge that they would often try to nail to the wall. It should have been a fairly original approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, fun. Who would have imagined, a sponge being the item selected.