(Arthur)

On hammers & sandcastles,
a title only half true.
Because we didn’t play with sand
Though hammers we did do

(Tizian)

(is this true?
aren't computers and chips based on sand, too?)

(Cornelia)

A hammer made by us
a hammer made for us
but only the beginning
in our journey of tools

(Felix + Lukas together!)

We measured once, then guessed the rest,
proclaimed our wobbles “functionally blessed”.
Each crooked joint a point of pride
a hammered hymn we nailed with stride.

(Finn)

Ashen handles carved with care,
Custom grips, each palm aware.
We carved our shapes, each unique curve,

Tools molding us as we deserve.

(Franka)

We nailed until the nail heads smoked
Nailed so our heads would start smoking
Suffocate the fire, bury it in research-shovels
Planting the tree in which you can teleport from the crown to the root on the far left.

(Julia)

Knowledge in hand we seek to find
ways to peek behind the line.
Displaying techniques that try to define
whatever has been on our minds.
Is it tool kits or kits of tools?

(Lale)

Are we holding the handle,
or does it hold us?
The grip feels familiar —
but who started the touch?

(Levi)

Indeed when you‘re holding a hammer,
like a nail everything does look.
But then we started reading about
“convivial tools”
from a book.

(Lohann)

Useful object of transmission;
Tools are made to learn, construct and share
Today, we would like to show you a piece of those
convivial, practical and handmade tool we made

(Sol)

So here we are — with care we've laid
Our humble craft, our choices made.
No sandbox here, no castles grand,
But solid tools, shaped by our hand.

Also pls rewrite lines or delete, if you think something better fits there :)