Beams! Bolts! Lattices twist and twirl,
Rivets marching in a tiny metal swirl.
Angles, spirals, grids in a row,
Who knew steel could steal the show?
Microscopes whisper, "Come peek inside! "
Patterns explode where secrets hide.
Zigzags, loops, and twirly lines,
Dancing in metal like mischievous signs.
Diagrams, sketches, spirals that gleam,
Every joint and girder feeds the dream.
Beams collide in a playful spree,
Oh, the fun of metal's geometry!
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