My Dodgy Troll

My Dodgy Troll craved for a pencil sharpener to throw. It might be a fairly exciting suggestion, to most, but not to the Troll, who considered it would be simply life. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener would be the item chosen.

My Dodgy Troll often carried a custard pie that they liked to experiment on. It was a fairly different suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie would be the chosen thing.

My Dodgy Troll craved for a rubber chicken that they would occasionally put down their trousers. This seems a fairly original undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who feels it would be stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a rubber chicken was the chosen item.

My Dodgy Troll desperately desired a cucumber to demolish. This is certainly a peculiar approach to life, to most, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a cucumber would be the chosen thing.

My Dodgy Troll needed a chocolate bar that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be an exciting approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who feels that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a chocolate bar was the item that was opted for.

My Dodgy Troll always had with them a custard pie that they would often play with. This seems an unusual proposal, to you, but not to the Troll, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. Honestly, a custard pie was the item that was opted for.