The Purple Santa

The Purple Santa desperately desired a mug that they would insert somewhere. One might find this to be an extraordinary activity, to some, but not to the Santa, who feels that this idea is sublime. Who would have thought, a mug being the thing opted for.

The Purple Santa desperately searched for a pint of cider that they liked to demolish. It might be an extraordinary proposal, to me, but not to the Santa, who had decided that this idea is awesome. Who would have thought, a pint of cider would be the item chosen.

The Purple Santa desperately needed a sword that they would occasionally share. It might have been a fairly peculiar approach to life, to me, but not to the Santa, who felt that the idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a sword was the chosen thing.

The Purple Santa wanted a set square that they would often put down their trousers. This might appear to be a curious proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Santa, who feels it was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a set square is the item to choose.

The Purple Santa had a crown that they would sometimes smash. This seems a different undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who assumed that the idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a crown of all things.

The Purple Santa desired a mug that they would share. It might have been a funny thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was amazing. A mug was the chosen item.