His Orange Santa

His Orange Santa desired a set of lego that they would put on his head. This seems a fairly peculiar thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Santa, who thinks it was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a set of lego would be the chosen thing.

His Orange Santa craved for a sack of potatoes that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It would have been a peculiar suggestion, to me and my wife, but not to the Santa, who felt it was fun. Who would have thought, a sack of potatoes is the item that was chosen.

His Orange Santa desperately craved for a ball that they would often put in the bath with him. It might be an unusual undertaking, to my children, but not to the Santa, who feels that this idea was wonderful. Honestly, a ball would be the item chosen.

His Orange Santa desired a crown that they sometimes put in the bath with him. It should be a fairly weird operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Santa, who considered that this idea was fun. Honestly, a crown being the thing opted for.

His Orange Santa desperately searched for a sword to try to nail to the wall. One might find this to be an unusual proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Santa, who felt it would be wonderous. Who would have imagined, a sword is the thing to select.

His Orange Santa desperately looked for a painting of a melon that they would often insert somewhere. One might find this to be a fairly curious thing to do, to you, but not to the Santa, who considered that this idea is magnificent. You wouldnt have thought, a painting of a melon is the thing to select.