Dance of the Swan Napkins

never thought folding napkins,
would become a political contest..
I never thought my skills
would be put to the test .
But I just wasnt having it..
the new carer..who comes from
a country with a hotter climate,
than I find myself a resident of,
has skills with linen..
I can only dream of..
So the gauntlet was thrown..
No way would I let it be known,
that a Newcomer was better
than this one...
I googled it..I Youtubed it
and sat there in the early hours..
folding cotton napkins into swans.
I folded till my hypotomese was
spot on right angled with my
right angle and I concertina'd
where I should have isoscelesed..
and I placed these "swans' with pride
amongst the salt and pepper
of breakfast crockery..
Then I spied my opponents work..
Beautiful, with not a crease increased
where is shouldn't have pleased..
And I have to admit defeat..
There are some things in life..
I'm never going to be best at..
Napkins Swans is just one..
on an enormous list...
I chose to forget...