Torque

Hunker up and make me spin.
Hunker down and twist again.
Keep the pressure turning in
So we can glide into the wind.

Twisted with a finger wrench,
Not a worry, not a pinch,
Feather light, intent to quench,
Fulfilling every measured inch.

Every moment hand in hand
Seals the bond so neatly planned,
Tightening our troubled band
Into a strong united stand.


We have been and yet will be Purveyors of utility.
Wheels revolve eternally
To make us one,
To set us free.


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