My Determined Monster

My Determined Monster desperately looked for a toilet brush that they would eat. It might have been an astonishing suggestion, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who thinks it was breathtaking. Honestly, a toilet brush would be the chosen thing.

My Determined Monster always had with them a hat that they would play with. This seems a fairly astonishing operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who feels that this idea is the most awesome idea. Honestly, a hat being the item selected.

My Determined Monster craved for a pen that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. One might say this is an original approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Monster, who thinks that the idea was entertaining. Bizarrely, a pen is the thing that was chosen.

My Determined Monster always carried a cup that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It is a fairly different thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Monster, who expected that it was in fact, epic. Honestly, a cup was the chosen thing.

My Determined Monster often carried a radiator that they liked to smash. One might say this is a fairly surprising thought, to my grandma, but not to the Monster, who expected that this idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a radiator of all things.

My Determined Monster always carried a pint of cider that they would sometimes smash. One might consider this to be an odd thought, to most, but not to the Monster, who expected that this idea is magnificent. A pint of cider is the thing to select.