my tools, my bench - the place I sit and fret and turn metal with tools into treasures I invent.			small motorized tools that use electric for fuel for fabulous precision rotation.			a wingspan of toolage surrounds me within my arm's reach - a small scale industry where I make metal creep.
					using tools and fire I turn metal into things that make people wonder.
	mass bits o' plenty - burrs that bite - wheels that make bright - small little brushes to help make ev'ry crevice right.						hammers and hand tools and things that I'll ne'er use - vices and devices all displayed as if they were priceless.
		hot flowing metal at thousands of degrees flowing with ease to a hard, shiny object at cool degrees.