Josh sat next to his grandfather, he knew the story he was about to hear would be good.
‘Joshua’.    Pa Pa Paul said,   “you still have jam on your lip from supper boy”
Take my napkin and wipe your mouth.

The action done.

Joshua ask? has the story began.

Josh ‘o’ yes, and this is a story of a napkin and the princess.

A napkin, Josh asked.

Yes!
No frogs or apples in this, no castle, or knights.


Tell do tell Pa Pa Paul do.


This was no ordinary napkin, ow w no!
This was made of the finest silver and gold, and colours you have never seen before.
Colours that seam to be just imagination, and just as hard to describe.
Softer than anything, You can imagine.
So soft the seam to sing to you.

No this was the napkins of the gods,
and some how fell here on our ground.

Do tell me more Pa Pa Paul.