A Matter of Squares

I noticed four colored paperclips left untidy on the wooden shelf. They lacked structure. I climbed off the cushion pile and hauled myself over to inspect them. Two were bent incorrectly. With steady pressure from three tentacles, I shoved the blue clip until its spine pressed flat against the wood grain. Then I lined up the red, yellow, and green ones directly beside it, leaving no gaps. When a stray breeze threatened to shift the yellow one, I anchored it with my lower rim until it stayed. It is orderly now.