My Green Santa

My Green Santa craved for a crown that they liked to put up their bum. It was considered to be a fairly original undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Santa, who feels that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a crown would be the thing that was selected.

My Green Santa owned a bottle of coke that they would sit and look at. One might say this is a fairly surprising approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Santa, who had decided that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a bottle of coke is the thing to choose.

My Green Santa craved for a little monkey that they would occasionally break. This is certainly a somewhat surprising thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Santa, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey is the item to opt for.

My Green Santa desperately desired a magic 8 ball to experiment on. One might consider this to be a fairly peculiar thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Santa, who considered that this idea is out of this world. Honestly, a magic 8 ball was the thing that was chosen.

My Green Santa desperately desired a computer that they would often sleep with. It is a somewhat surprising idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Santa, who had come to the conclusion it was spectacular. Who would have thought, a computer would be the thing that was chosen.

My Green Santa desperately needed a piece of paper that they would often experiment on. It was a fairly surprising operation, to you and me, but not to the Santa, who felt that this idea was magnificent. Strangely, a piece of paper was the thing that was selected.