Her Fat Ogre

Her Fat Ogre needed a rubber chicken that they liked to play with. This is certainly a new activity, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Ogre, who considered that this idea was spectacular. Remarkably, a rubber chicken would be the item chosen.

Her Fat Ogre craved for a mug that they would often break. It would have been a fairly bizarre exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Ogre, who assumed that this idea was miraculous. Strangely, a mug is the thing to opt for.

Her Fat Ogre carried a pint of beer that they liked to smash. It would have been a fairly bizarre exercise, to me, but not to the Ogre, who considered that it was in fact, fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer would be the item that was chosen.

Her Fat Ogre desperately needed a set square that they sometimes experiment on. It would be a weird and wonderful proposal, to most, but not to the Ogre, who expected it was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a set square of all things.

Her Fat Ogre looked for a bat that they sometimes eat. It should have been a fairly original exercise, to many, but not to the Ogre, who considered that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a bat would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Fat Ogre always had with them a piece of paper that they liked to put down their trousers. It might be an odd activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Ogre, who feels that this idea is out of this world. Strangely, a piece of paper is the item to choose.