Origami Monogatari

Socially speaking , we are but a blank space out of place In speech, I speak in soliloquies of solitude under an umbrella about to be unfold I could be a paper jet or something else like no one else, a fold untold They choose the shapes we seize to be by their paper clipped claps With their paper personalities on a parade of pettiness peekaboo can you see this peak of taboo Until crimson peak when will shall wallow on willows of worry albeit adieu to your crimson curfew He folded paper into paper planes and flew them into space He was just four and he toured the milky way in an hour He turns paper into palaces and splice them into his paper face Such was the little boys prowess in his peculiar power Bemused by the by and by of how butterflies flutter and fly She folded her self a "paperfly" that flutters and fly She folded it with wings of wisdom so it with hover and fly She folded it with flattering feelings of nigh For her anatomical anomaly ,a thing which could be something