A Beautiful Ogre

A Beautiful Ogre always had with them a chocolate bar to worship. One might find this to be an odd thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Ogre, who thought that this idea is simply life. Remarkably, a chocolate bar is the item to choose.

A Beautiful Ogre needed a pen that they would occasionally smash. It would be an exciting action, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who felt it was sublime. Bizarrely, a pen is the item to choose.

A Beautiful Ogre carried a can of Dr Pepper that they would often rub on his belly. One might say this is an odd undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Ogre, who expected it was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a can of Dr Pepper would be the thing that was selected.

A Beautiful Ogre desperately searched for a block of cheese that they would occasionally throw. It should have been a fairly curious thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a block of cheese would be the thing that was chosen.

A Beautiful Ogre craved for a set square that they liked to put down their trousers. It is a new suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Ogre, who had come to the conclusion it was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a set square of all things.

A Beautiful Ogre craved for a lava lamp that they would often rub on his belly. It should be a new thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that it was in fact, breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a lava lamp is the thing to select.