Her Square Elf

Her Square Elf needed a bag of flour that they liked to hug. It might have been an astonishing action, to me, but not to the Elf, who expected that this idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour being the item opted for.

Her Square Elf always carried a rubber johnny that they would sometimes embrace. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Elf, who felt that this idea was sublime. Remarkably, a rubber johnny would be the thing that was selected.

Her Square Elf desired a wig that they liked to put up their bum. This seems a fairly odd thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who thought it would be stunning. Who would have thought, a wig would be the item chosen.

Her Square Elf desperately desired a lava lamp that they sometimes smash. It should have been a fairly unusual undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Elf, who had decided it was wonderous. Remarkably, a lava lamp of all things.

Her Square Elf desperately looked for a crown that they sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might consider this to be a bizarre proposal, to you, but not to the Elf, who thinks it was entertaining. Bizarrely, a crown would be the item that was selected.

Her Square Elf desperately wanted a wig that they would sometimes demolish. It was an odd thought, to my dad, but not to the Elf, who feels that this idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a wig being the chosen thing.