Their Confused Artist

Their Confused Artist looked for a pint of cider that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It should have been a fairly odd approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who thought that the idea was spectacular. Honestly, a pint of cider would be the chosen thing.

Their Confused Artist craved for a bottle of wine that they would often put down their trousers. One might consider this to be a fairly curious operation, to my mum, but not to the Artist, who assumed it would be wonderful. Who would have imagined, a bottle of wine would be the item that was chosen.

Their Confused Artist desperately wanted a ball to try to nail to the wall. It might have been a different undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who felt it would be breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a ball would be the item that was selected.

Their Confused Artist desired a mug that they liked to experiment on. This could be considered a fairly weird action, to me and my parents, but not to the Artist, who feels it would be awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a mug is the thing to select.

Their Confused Artist looked for a set square that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. It might have been a fairly new suggestion, to me and my children, but not to the Artist, who thinks it would be simply life. A set square is the thing to opt for.

Their Confused Artist desperately needed a block of cheese that they would often throw. This might appear to be a surprising operation, to my children, but not to the Artist, who thought that the idea was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a block of cheese would be the thing that was chosen.