My Naughty Troll

My Naughty Troll desperately desired a lava lamp that they liked to embrace. It should be an exciting idea, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have thought, a lava lamp is the item that was chosen.

My Naughty Troll desperately desired a custard pie that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It is an unusual operation, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who feels it was amazing. Who would have imagined, a custard pie would be the chosen thing.

My Naughty Troll looked for a wig that they liked to break. It might have been an original proposal, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who considered that the idea was spectacular. Who would have imagined, a wig was the item that was opted for.

My Naughty Troll desperately wanted a crown to hug. It would be a different undertaking, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who feels it was wonderful. Who would have thought, a crown was the item that was chosen.

My Naughty Troll carried a little monkey that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should have been a fairly surprising suggestion, to some, but not to the Troll, who thinks it was miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a little monkey would be the item that was opted for.

My Naughty Troll craved for a melon that they liked to sleep with. One might say this is a funny thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who felt it would be awe-inspring. Remarkably, a melon was the item that was chosen.