Taming the Cassette Tape

I marched off the kitchen tiles and spotted a tangled black serpent trailing across the living room carpet! A vintage audio cassette sat on its edge, with inches of shiny dark tape pulled free and looping wild like rogue ring ropes! I didn't let that chaos spread, brother! Dropping to one knee, I grabbed an unsharpened wooden pencil off the floor rug, jammed its hexagonal shaft right into the cassette’s plastic cog, and used both hands to spin it like a champion steering a runaway wheel! Click-click-click! The magnetic ribbon pulled tight and wound neatly back into its plastic shell, pinned under my watch!