crowbars languishing strength
metallic crunch sends message
a force is sliding scraping few
not smart process of new man
every flat surface should fit right
this one needs shims to line up
too much wasted effort to achieve
simple goal that is harmony, motion
with out it, unwanted noise to heat
wear will surely occur in rapid rate
for us humans wear on our joints
stress takes tool on our brains
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