My Hungry Elephant

My Hungry Elephant needed a melon that they would often smash. It should have been a peculiar thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Elephant, who assumed that this idea is simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a melon was the chosen thing.

My Hungry Elephant desperately craved for a block of cheese that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It was considered to be an astonishing proposal, to some, but not to the Elephant, who feels it was miraculous. A block of cheese was the chosen thing.

My Hungry Elephant looked for a bag of flour to put in the bath with him. One might find this to be a fairly curious suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who thinks that it was in fact, magnificent. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour was the item that was selected.

My Hungry Elephant desperately desired a stapler to break. It is a fairly astonishing idea, to some, but not to the Elephant, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is wonderful. Strangely, a stapler would be the thing that was chosen.

My Hungry Elephant wanted a pencil sharpener that they would often demolish. This seems to be an astonishing thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elephant, who thought that this idea was wonderous. A pencil sharpener was the thing that was selected.

My Hungry Elephant craved for a block of cheese that they would occasionally worship. It might be a different operation, to many, but not to the Elephant, who thinks that the idea was wonderful. Honestly, a block of cheese would be the thing that was opted for.