A Yellow Ogre

A Yellow Ogre craved for a crown that they sometimes eat. It would be a weird and wonderful action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that this idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a crown was the chosen thing.

A Yellow Ogre owned a bag of poop that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly original operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Ogre, who thought that this idea is exciting. Strangely, a bag of poop was the item that was opted for.

A Yellow Ogre wanted a cucumber to try to nail to the wall. This could be considered an extraordinary suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Ogre, who feels it would be simply life. Who would have imagined, a cucumber would be the thing that was selected.

A Yellow Ogre desperately looked for a sword to throw. One might consider this to be a peculiar proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a sword was the chosen item.

A Yellow Ogre searched for a sack of potatoes that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might find this to be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who thought that this idea was amazing. Bizarrely, a sack of potatoes being the chosen item.

A Yellow Ogre had a CD player to put in the bath with him. This seems to be a fairly surprising thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who felt that this idea is miraculous. Remarkably, a CD player would be the item that was chosen.