The Big Artist

The Big Artist searched for a bag of flour that they would often smash. It might be a fairly weird operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who thinks that this idea was wonderful. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour of all things.

The Big Artist needed a teapot that they sometimes embrace. This might appear to be a curious suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Artist, who considered that this idea was sublime. Who would have imagined, a teapot being the thing selected.

The Big Artist desperately craved for a pen that they would often annihilate One might say this is a weird suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Artist, who feels that this idea is entertaining. Strangely, a pen was the item that was selected.

The Big Artist always carried a can of coke that they would occasionally insert somewhere. One might say this is a strange thought, to my grandma, but not to the Artist, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is fun. Who would have imagined, a can of coke is the thing to select.

The Big Artist desperately needed a rubber chicken that they sometimes rub on his belly. It should have been a fairly funny undertaking, to me, but not to the Artist, who considered that the idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a rubber chicken being the item selected.

The Big Artist carried a mug that they sometimes insert somewhere. This is certainly an odd approach to life, to me, but not to the Artist, who assumed it would be wonderous. Who would have thought, a mug being the thing opted for.