The Confused Troll

The Confused Troll desperately looked for a rubber johnny that they liked to smash. It is a different approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who expected that this idea was awesome. Remarkably, a rubber johnny would be the thing that was selected.

The Confused Troll looked for a crown that they liked to share. It is an exciting thought, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who thought that it was in fact, epic. Bizarrely, a crown being the chosen thing.

The Confused Troll had a helmet that they sometimes rub on his belly. It is a curious approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who thought it was breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a helmet being the thing opted for.

The Confused Troll had a pint of cider that they would demolish. This is certainly a fairly new suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who thought that the idea was spectacular. A pint of cider is the thing to choose.

The Confused Troll wanted a cup that they would put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a surprising activity, to some, but not to the Troll, who feels that this idea is fun. Strangely, a cup was the item that was selected.

The Confused Troll found a block of cheese that they would occasionally rub on his belly. One might say this is a weird and wonderful undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who considered that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a block of cheese being the item opted for.