His Blue Ogre

His Blue Ogre desperately searched for a stretchman that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It should be a fairly astonishing operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that it was in fact, magnificent. Honestly, a stretchman was the thing that was opted for.

His Blue Ogre desperately wanted a custard pie that they would often drop. It might have been a peculiar undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a custard pie is the thing to opt for.

His Blue Ogre needed a rubber johnny that they would hug. It should have been a fairly astonishing thing to do, to you, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that it was in fact, awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber johnny was the thing that was opted for.

His Blue Ogre always kept a little monkey that they sometimes put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a fairly new operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Ogre, who expected that this idea is out of this world. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey was the item that was chosen.

His Blue Ogre craved for a vibrator that they would often experiment on. One might find this to be an original undertaking, to many, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that the idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a vibrator would be the thing that was opted for.

His Blue Ogre desperately looked for a ball that they would often sit and look at. It should be a curious suggestion, to me, but not to the Ogre, who feels that it was in fact, entertaining. Who would have imagined, a ball was the chosen item.