Her Round Ogre

Her Round Ogre desperately wanted a set square that they would often worship. It might have been a different undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that the idea was out of this world. Honestly, a set square was the item that was chosen.

Her Round Ogre desperately wanted a block of cheese that they would sometimes annihilate One might consider this to be a peculiar action, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who expected that the idea was awesome. Who would have thought, a block of cheese being the thing selected.

Her Round Ogre looked for a pen that they liked to embrace. This seems a bizarre action, to my neighbour, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have imagined, a pen was the item that was opted for.

Her Round Ogre always carried a pint of beer to insert somewhere. This might appear to be a fairly exciting undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Ogre, who expected it was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a pint of beer was the item that was chosen.

Her Round Ogre carried a block of cheese that they would occasionally put down their trousers. It would be a weird and wonderful idea, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who felt it was awe-inspring. Strangely, a block of cheese being the item selected.

Her Round Ogre desperately looked for a cup that they liked to cuddle. It was considered to be an astonishing activity, to you, but not to the Ogre, who had decided it would be the most awesome idea. A cup would be the thing that was selected.