A Purple Troll

A Purple Troll desperately craved for a pint of beer that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It is considered to be an unusual activity, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who considered it was entertaining. Bizarrely, a pint of beer was the item that was selected.

A Purple Troll craved for a hat that they would share. One might consider this to be an unusual thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who considered that the idea was magnificent. Remarkably, a hat would be the item that was chosen.

A Purple Troll always had with them a set of lego that they sometimes drop. It would be a fairly strange operation, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who felt that the idea was wonderful. Honestly, a set of lego was the chosen item.

A Purple Troll desperately searched for a bag of poop that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might have been a fairly astonishing undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who thought that this idea was miraculous. Who would have imagined, a bag of poop was the item that was selected.

A Purple Troll desperately wanted a crown that they would occasionally demolish. This seems to be a different exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who felt that the idea was exciting. Remarkably, a crown of all things.

A Purple Troll desperately looked for a can of coke to sleep with. One might find this to be an astonishing operation, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who feels it was wonderous. Honestly, a can of coke being the thing opted for.