Gather 'round, ladies and gentlemen
to hear a rousing tale told
Of a young maiden from a nearby land
during the time of winter's cold

She was a young and bright-eyed lady
Of dark skin and black hair
And this day her big predicament
is what I'm about to share

You see, she had a present
to gift 'fore Christmas Day
But alas, it was a most difficult task
than finding a needle in the hay

The gift she had was a perfect sphere
A globe, large and round
But only a rectangular piece of wrapping paper
in her house was to be found

Long and hard the lady thought
to find some sort of key
to solving this interesting puzzle
her answer? well, just wait and see

It took her but moments of silent thought
and then an idea struck her mind
she placed the globe so gently down
and brought the paper that she did find

Instead of folding it with perfect corners
She gathered it in her hands
And such talent she had the the paper obeyed
as if she were molding shifting sand

With the sphere tucked safely within the wrap
She tied the top with ribbon
She flounced the end and made it look
like candy ready to be given

And thus the young woman bested the challenge
and thus deserved a satisfied smile
It was an effort worth spending
even if it did take a while