Her Tired Troll

Her Tired Troll found a teapot that they sometimes throw. It should have been a fairly weird action, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who felt that it was in fact, spectacular. Honestly, a teapot would be the item that was chosen.

Her Tired Troll always kept a magic 8 ball that they would sometimes demolish. This is certainly a fairly surprising thought, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who felt that the idea was magnificent. A magic 8 ball being the thing selected.

Her Tired Troll desperately wanted a wig that they sometimes share. It might be a fairly bizarre thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who assumed that it was in fact, simply life. Who would have imagined, a wig would be the chosen thing.

Her Tired Troll wanted a pint of cider that they sometimes put down their trousers. One might find this to be a different suggestion, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it was miraculous. Strangely, a pint of cider being the thing selected.

Her Tired Troll needed a little monkey to put down their trousers. It is a surprising approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a little monkey was the item that was chosen.

Her Tired Troll desperately needed a bag of poop that they liked to break. One might say this is a fairly extraordinary thought, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who expected that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop being the chosen item.