The Purple Cat

The Purple Cat desperately needed a can of coke that they would often put down their trousers. It should have been a fairly peculiar idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Cat, who felt that this idea was epic. Who would have thought, a can of coke is the item to select.

The Purple Cat wanted a helmet that they liked to insert somewhere. This might appear to be an odd thing to do, to you, but not to the Cat, who considered that this idea was wonderous. A helmet was the chosen item.

The Purple Cat desired a bag of flour that they would annihilate It should have been a fairly astonishing undertaking, to my neighbour, but not to the Cat, who expected that the idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour was the item that was selected.

The Purple Cat had a painting of a melon that they would sometimes eat. It might be a funny suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cat, who assumed it was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a painting of a melon of all things.

The Purple Cat looked for a bat that they would throw. It would have been a peculiar thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cat, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a bat was the item that was opted for.

The Purple Cat wanted a bag of poop that they sometimes smash. This seems a somewhat surprising exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Cat, who feels that this idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a bag of poop would be the thing that was selected.