Their Anxious Elf

Their Anxious Elf desperately searched for a melon that they would often sit and look at. It might have been a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to me, but not to the Elf, who considered it was spectacular. Honestly, a melon would be the thing that was chosen.

Their Anxious Elf always carried a computer to experiment on. It should have been a peculiar exercise, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who considered that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a computer was the chosen thing.

Their Anxious Elf desperately needed a cup that they liked to throw. It is a fairly exciting exercise, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who had decided that this idea is out of this world. A cup would be the item chosen.

Their Anxious Elf desperately craved for a toilet brush that they would often put on his head. This could be considered an odd action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who had decided that the idea was entertaining. Honestly, a toilet brush is the thing to choose.

Their Anxious Elf found a bottle of beer that they would occasionally throw. It might have been a fairly odd thought, to most, but not to the Elf, who expected that this idea was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer was the chosen thing.

Their Anxious Elf desperately searched for a big sponge that they sometimes rub on his belly. It was considered to be a surprising thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who feels that this idea was epic. You wouldnt have thought, a big sponge having that done to it