Made of paper, soft and folded
We come in twos, one at most.
We Villynells, useless and bold.
We see you running past, see us in our future scolded
Until you write our praises on sheets white as ghosts
Made of paper, soft and folded.
Much of our story has not been told–
Villy and Nell aren’t ones to boast.
We Villynells, useless and bold.
You see us not as villains–our Villy and Nell, not so old
They did help you, they, two gracious hosts.
Made of paper, soft and folded
We are one story, a thousand ways told, yet–
Villy and Nell, to them we toast
Made of paper, soft and folded,
We Villynells, useless and bold.
(I wrote this in my cw class lets gooooooo)