In the world of gears and screws, they say, Lies a whimsical dance, a playful array. Righty tighty, lefty loosey, they decree, A rhyme of mechanics, a playful spree.
With a twist to the right, oh, the magic it weaves, Securing the bond, as it deftly achieves. Righty tighty, a clockwise turn to bind, A snug little twist, a connection defined.
Yet the left beckons with its whimsical call, A twist to the left, a loosening sprawl. Lefty loosey, a counter-clockwise flow, Unraveling secrets, it willingly shows.
Righty tighty, lefty loosey, they sway, A duet of motion, in their mechanical ballet. Twisting and turning, they whisper in song, A symphony of movement, where they both belong.
So heed their advice in your mechanical groove, Righty tighty, lefty loosey, a mantra to prove, In the dance of mechanics, they hold the key, A delightful rhyme, a whimsical decree.