My Energetic Troll

My Energetic Troll had a rubber chicken that they sometimes embrace. This is certainly a funny proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who had decided it would be awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a rubber chicken of all things.

My Energetic Troll desperately wanted a melon that they liked to put down their trousers. It was an exciting exercise, to most, but not to the Troll, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Who would have thought, a melon is the thing that was chosen.

My Energetic Troll desperately wanted a bottle of wine to demolish. This seems to be a fairly odd action, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who feels that it was in fact, amazing. Remarkably, a bottle of wine would be the thing that was chosen.

My Energetic Troll needed a computer that they would occasionally put on his head. One might consider this to be a fairly exciting suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who felt that this idea is epic. Bizarrely, a computer would be the thing that was opted for.

My Energetic Troll searched for a sword that they would often sit and look at. One might find this to be an astonishing suggestion, to some, but not to the Troll, who felt it would be entertaining. Who would have thought, a sword would be the thing that was selected.

My Energetic Troll desired a bag of flour that they would hug. It is an unusual approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who felt it was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour would be the item chosen.