Let me start at your tip and follow your path as you spiral and spiral and spiral around, making a maze to amaze and astound and distract me from my math. So many shapes have I made you of late. I’m sure this doesn’t hurt at all. Does it, my friend? Squiggle, snake, or spring, you never lose each original bend, because the one shape I can never make you is straight. Is it true that all you do is bind? Oh, no! Anyone who looks will find the egg of your wire can never justify what beauty you bring to office supply.