The Confused Reindeer

The Confused Reindeer desperately searched for a little monkey that they liked to hug. It would be an astonishing action, to my neighbour, but not to the Reindeer, who assumed that this idea was wonderful. Bizarrely, a little monkey would be the chosen thing.

The Confused Reindeer looked for a bottle of beer that they would often drop. It was considered to be a bizarre exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Reindeer, who assumed it would be stunning. Strangely, a bottle of beer would be the item that was selected.

The Confused Reindeer owned a wig that they would occasionally hug. It would be a fairly different idea, to my mum, but not to the Reindeer, who had come to the conclusion it would be stunning. Bizarrely, a wig would be the thing that was selected.

The Confused Reindeer owned a computer that they would occasionally share. This could be considered a funny approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Reindeer, who feels it would be entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a computer would be the thing that was selected.

The Confused Reindeer desperately desired a piece of paper that they would sometimes put up their bum. It should be a fairly new undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Reindeer, who had decided that the idea was sublime. Remarkably, a piece of paper having that done to it

The Confused Reindeer desired a pen that they would occasionally embrace. One might find this to be a fairly odd undertaking, to some, but not to the Reindeer, who considered that this idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a pen would be the item chosen.