The Blue Troll

The Blue Troll needed a pint of beer that they sometimes eat. It was considered to be a different activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who considered that it was in fact, miraculous. Bizarrely, a pint of beer would be the item that was chosen.

The Blue Troll found a chocolate bar that they would sometimes eat. It should have been an original thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who had decided it would be exciting. Strangely, a chocolate bar was the chosen thing.

The Blue Troll often carried a teapot that they would sometimes play with. This could be considered a different activity, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who assumed that this idea is epic. Bizarrely, a teapot being the chosen thing.

The Blue Troll desperately wanted a sword that they would sometimes sleep with. One might consider this to be a weird and wonderful exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who considered it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a sword would be the item chosen.

The Blue Troll desperately desired a wig that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It might have been a bizarre idea, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. Who would have imagined, a wig is the thing to opt for.

The Blue Troll desperately looked for a cucumber that they liked to break. It is considered to be a peculiar exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who considered it was awe-inspring. Honestly, a cucumber is the thing that was chosen.