My Yellow Artist

My Yellow Artist had a mug to watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly a fairly exciting thing to do, to my children, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was magnificent. A mug was the chosen thing.

My Yellow Artist carried a magic 8 ball to sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly new suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who felt that the idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a magic 8 ball having that done to it

My Yellow Artist desperately wanted a big sponge that they liked to embrace. It would have been a curious undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Artist, who expected that this idea was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a big sponge was the thing that was opted for.

My Yellow Artist looked for a ball that they liked to annihilate It should be a fairly curious undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Artist, who assumed that this idea is sublime. Strangely, a ball would be the item that was selected.

My Yellow Artist desperately searched for a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might say this is a bizarre suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who assumed that the idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a magic 8 ball was the chosen item.

My Yellow Artist owned a tomato that they would sleep with. It should be a strange operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Artist, who feels that it was in fact, exciting. Bizarrely, a tomato was the item that was chosen.