Her Eccentric Monster

Her Eccentric Monster desperately searched for a helmet that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might be a fairly curious thought, to my dad, but not to the Monster, who assumed that the idea was fun. Who would have thought, a helmet is the item to choose.

Her Eccentric Monster looked for a wig that they would often drop. This might appear to be an exciting idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Monster, who had decided that the idea was wonderous. Remarkably, a wig being the thing opted for.

Her Eccentric Monster needed a hat that they would occasionally embrace. This seems an unusual proposal, to everybody you know, but not to the Monster, who thinks it would be miraculous. A hat is the item to opt for.

Her Eccentric Monster wanted a pencil sharpener to break. One might find this to be a strange operation, to me, but not to the Monster, who had come to the conclusion it would be exciting. Who would have imagined, a pencil sharpener was the item that was opted for.

Her Eccentric Monster desperately searched for a helmet that they would sometimes demolish. This is certainly a fairly different operation, to my neighbour, but not to the Monster, who thought that this idea is epic. Bizarrely, a helmet is the item that was chosen.

Her Eccentric Monster always carried a pint of beer to sit and look at. This seems a peculiar approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Monster, who thinks it would be spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of beer of all things.