My Magical Elf

My Magical Elf desperately looked for a bag of poop that they sometimes eat. This seems a fairly curious suggestion, to my children, but not to the Elf, who thought it was magnificent. Bizarrely, a bag of poop is the thing to choose.

My Magical Elf carried a wig that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This is certainly an astonishing operation, to most, but not to the Elf, who thinks that this idea is entertaining. Bizarrely, a wig being the thing selected.

My Magical Elf owned a crown that they would worship. This could be considered an unusual thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Elf, who expected that it was in fact, amazing. You wouldnt have thought, a crown was the thing that was selected.

My Magical Elf always carried a pen to experiment on. This seems an extraordinary exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Elf, who thought it would be stunning. A pen would be the item chosen.

My Magical Elf looked for a radiator that they would drop. It should have been an extraordinary idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Elf, who assumed that this idea is breathtaking. Who would have thought, a radiator was the item that was selected.

My Magical Elf always carried a can of Tango that they liked to cuddle. This seems a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to me, but not to the Elf, who assumed that it was in fact, sublime. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Tango would be the item that was chosen.