Origami Bird

Whoever drew my body
 was coloring outside the lines
 but sometimes I can't help
 dressing to the nines
 fancy hats and plumes of smoke
 I build my queendom out of twine
 and bicycle spokes
 Once I knew a boy
 he tried to erase me
 he tried to make me over
 like he was the Avon lady
 but I'm a resourceful girl
 I'm an origami bird
 and my wings may be torn
 but my feet still work
 Sometimes people tell me
 hey, not bad for a lady
 I think it's kind of funny
 that they should mistake me
 for someone who knows
 the rules of etiquette
 if I'd known this was a contest
 I surely would have quit