A Colourful Troll

A Colourful Troll carried a computer that they liked to smash. One might consider this to be a fairly extraordinary activity, to me, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it would be magnificent. Remarkably, a computer was the thing that was chosen.

A Colourful Troll craved for a bottle of beer to rub on his belly. It is considered to be a fairly odd undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of beer is the thing to select.

A Colourful Troll wanted a set square that they would play with. It was considered to be an extraordinary proposal, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who had decided that the idea was amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a set square was the item that was selected.

A Colourful Troll desperately wanted a sponge that they liked to embrace. It was a fairly curious approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who considered it was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a sponge being the chosen item.

A Colourful Troll looked for a pencil sharpener that they would occasionally annihilate This seems an unusual suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who had decided that it was in fact, epic. A pencil sharpener is the item to select.

A Colourful Troll desperately craved for a cucumber that they liked to embrace. It was a peculiar activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who thinks that this idea is entertaining. Who would have thought, a cucumber having that done to it