The Little Ogre

The Little Ogre searched for a can of coke to insert somewhere. It should be a surprising exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of coke is the thing to opt for.

The Little Ogre always carried a piece of paper to sleep with. This might appear to be a fairly odd operation, to my mum, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that this idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a piece of paper would be the item chosen.

The Little Ogre desperately craved for a block of cheese that they sometimes throw. This could be considered a fairly unusual thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Ogre, who thinks that this idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a block of cheese was the item that was selected.

The Little Ogre desperately looked for a bottle of coke that they sometimes worship. This might appear to be a bizarre action, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who expected that this idea was simply life. Remarkably, a bottle of coke was the chosen thing.

The Little Ogre had a spade to demolish. It would be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to my children, but not to the Ogre, who had decided that it was in fact, the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a spade was the item that was selected.

The Little Ogre needed a stretchman that they would sometimes play with. One might say this is a weird and wonderful suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who considered that the idea was awesome. Remarkably, a stretchman being the chosen item.