The Magical Ogre

The Magical Ogre had a little monkey that they sometimes hug. It should be a fairly weird and wonderful action, to me and my husband, but not to the Ogre, who had decided it was simply life. Remarkably, a little monkey would be the chosen thing.

The Magical Ogre owned a bag of flour to try to nail to the wall. It should have been a fairly bizarre proposal, to some, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Strangely, a bag of flour being the thing selected.

The Magical Ogre wanted a piece of paper that they would often drop. It should have been an astonishing proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who felt that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a piece of paper being the thing selected.

The Magical Ogre found a sword that they liked to worship. This might appear to be a weird exercise, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who thought that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a sword was the item that was opted for.

The Magical Ogre always carried a pint of beer to sleep with. It was a fairly bizarre approach to life, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who feels that this idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer was the thing that was chosen.

The Magical Ogre carried a computer that they would occasionally share. This is certainly a fairly curious suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was stunning. A computer being the item selected.