My Depressed Prince

My Depressed Prince always carried a Harry Potter wand that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is considered to be a weird action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Prince, who feels that the idea was sublime. You wouldnt have imagined, a Harry Potter wand was the thing that was selected.

My Depressed Prince desperately wanted a custard pie that they would occasionally eat. It would be a fairly peculiar operation, to me and my children, but not to the Prince, who thinks that this idea is epic. A custard pie is the item to choose.

My Depressed Prince desperately desired a magic 8 ball to throw. It should have been a fairly surprising thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Prince, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball is the thing to opt for.

My Depressed Prince desperately searched for a tomato that they sometimes put down their trousers. It would have been a fairly unusual suggestion, to me, but not to the Prince, who thinks it would be spectacular. A tomato being the thing opted for.

My Depressed Prince looked for a pint of cider that they would often drop. It would be a fairly astonishing suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Prince, who considered it was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a pint of cider is the thing to select.

My Depressed Prince often carried a cucumber that they would often sit and look at. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing action, to many, but not to the Prince, who assumed that it was in fact, stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber was the thing that was selected.