Her Tired Artist

Her Tired Artist searched for a chocolate bar to sleep with. It was considered to be a fairly different approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar was the item that was opted for.

Her Tired Artist desperately searched for a mug to throw. This might appear to be a new undertaking, to some, but not to the Artist, who thought that this idea is stunning. Who would have imagined, a mug is the item to opt for.

Her Tired Artist always had with them a spade to try to nail to the wall. It was an original undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Artist, who expected that the idea was magnificent. Strangely, a spade is the thing to choose.

Her Tired Artist desperately desired a melon to demolish. This is certainly a strange activity, to many, but not to the Artist, who thinks that the idea was wonderful. Bizarrely, a melon was the item that was chosen.

Her Tired Artist craved for a bottle of coke that they sometimes sleep with. It was considered to be a fairly strange thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who considered that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a bottle of coke is the thing to opt for.

Her Tired Artist carried a CD player that they sometimes worship. One might say this is a funny activity, to my dad, but not to the Artist, who assumed that the idea was simply life. Strangely, a CD player of all things.