My Purple Artist

My Purple Artist craved for a stapler that they would sometimes eat. This might appear to be a fairly surprising activity, to some, but not to the Artist, who considered that this idea was wonderous. Bizarrely, a stapler would be the item that was opted for.

My Purple Artist often carried a CD player that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This could be considered a fairly bizarre thought, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea is sublime. Who would have thought, a CD player was the thing that was selected.

My Purple Artist always kept a bottle of wine that they would worship. This could be considered a fairly unusual activity, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a bottle of wine was the chosen item.

My Purple Artist desired a sack of potatoes that they sometimes drop. It was considered to be a fairly weird operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who expected that it was in fact, breathtaking. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes is the thing to choose.

My Purple Artist always carried a Harry Potter wand that they would try to balance on their head. It was a fairly peculiar suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who thinks that it was in fact, out of this world. Who would have thought, a Harry Potter wand was the item that was opted for.

My Purple Artist desperately craved for a ball that they sometimes put up their bum. It would have been a funny suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion it would be magnificent. Bizarrely, a ball would be the thing that was opted for.