There was once a mechanic named Bench Whose best tool was a sturdy g...

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               There was once a mechanic named Bench 
               Whose best tool was a sturdy gut-wrench. 
                    With this vibrant device 
                    He could reach, in a trice, 
               The innermost parts of a wench.

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