With the gleaming wire a-twisting
And the safety wire pliers spinning
Quickly upon their Yankee screwdriver stalks
The sharp ends of wire sometimes winning
Leaving red angry smiles grinning
Upon their choice of the proud flesh
Just when you think you might be finished
You realize that you're just beginning
And it's only the first inning
What with all the things left to safety
Hungry as they are to injure your hands and fingers
Oh there ain't no party like a safety wire party
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