My Anxious Elf

My Anxious Elf always carried a cheese grater that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It might be a fairly astonishing suggestion, to my grandpa, but not to the Elf, who thought that the idea was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a cheese grater was the chosen thing.

My Anxious Elf desperately desired a block of cheese that they would often break. It should be a curious operation, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who thought that this idea was simply life. You wouldnt have thought, a block of cheese would be the thing that was chosen.

My Anxious Elf carried a piece of paper to sleep with. It is considered to be a funny thing to do, to most, but not to the Elf, who expected that it was in fact, amazing. A piece of paper is the thing that was chosen.

My Anxious Elf searched for a wig that they would often worship. This seems an extraordinary operation, to my mum, but not to the Elf, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is fun. A wig is the item to select.

My Anxious Elf desperately wanted a cup that they sometimes put in the bath with him. One might say this is a fairly different undertaking, to me and my wife, but not to the Elf, who thinks that it was in fact, spectacular. Bizarrely, a cup would be the item that was selected.

My Anxious Elf always had with them a painting of a melon to embrace. This seems to be a fairly original thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Elf, who had decided it was miraculous. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon would be the thing that was chosen.