Her Red Troll

Her Red Troll looked for a rubber chicken that they sometimes worship. This seems to be a fairly odd thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who considered it would be out of this world. Bizarrely, a rubber chicken is the item to opt for.

Her Red Troll desperately wanted a can of Tango to put down their trousers. It was a fairly astonishing approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who expected it was stunning. Who would have thought, a can of Tango was the item that was opted for.

Her Red Troll desperately wanted a set square that they would often hug. It would have been a fairly astonishing operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who thought that the idea was sublime. Who would have imagined, a set square is the thing to opt for.

Her Red Troll looked for a crown that they would often cuddle. This seems to be a fairly original thought, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who thinks that this idea was stunning. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown of all things.

Her Red Troll wanted a cheese grater that they would often rub on his belly. One might consider this to be a fairly new suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who felt it would be fun. A cheese grater is the item to opt for.

Her Red Troll needed a piece of paper to put on his head. This seems to be an extraordinary thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who expected that the idea was sublime. Strangely, a piece of paper is the thing to opt for.