Helped A Brother Out
To misquote Shelley-
“My Name is TICKETY-BOO, repairer of things:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and REPAIR!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level overlockings stretch far away.
Yes. I THREADED the overlocker. And I still have ALL TEN FINGERS. Truly, this day will be remembered long after Bristol is reduced to sand.