Childhood Paper Pamper

With tiny tot looks and cutey tendery smiles,

I was pestering my household's work.

With sunshiny knot locks & short booty miles,

i was monstering my dad's paperwork.

There lies a shimmering bunch of colored papers,

Like a thundering light i went to seize.

There lies a shivering dragon fly sheltering under chocolate wrappers,

Like a brave hearty knight i bent to empathize.

To its maze i had built a paper home,

To everyone's  mock i had tinctured it with medicine.

But to its haze i had a revolt with my mom to dine,

And to everyone's shock that paper home after its demise became my first epitome of goodness.